Those darn 63 year olds, where are their mothers?
My high school class mates and I returned yesterday from an alpine adventure in the Sawtooth, north of Chelan. We hiked in 4.5 miles trail, 1.5 miles cross country and climbed 3,400ft in elevation to access some fine cutthroat fishing.
The weather was brutal to start. We all suffered pre-hypothermic effects on the way in last Friday. Weather improved, albeit cool and breezy. But bolstered by a good fire and whiskey, we survived. Taters and trout is a fine meal.
The fish were willing, strong and in good condition. Balanced leeches under an indicator were a killer.
My high school class mates and I returned yesterday from an alpine adventure in the Sawtooth, north of Chelan. We hiked in 4.5 miles trail, 1.5 miles cross country and climbed 3,400ft in elevation to access some fine cutthroat fishing.
The weather was brutal to start. We all suffered pre-hypothermic effects on the way in last Friday. Weather improved, albeit cool and breezy. But bolstered by a good fire and whiskey, we survived. Taters and trout is a fine meal.
The fish were willing, strong and in good condition. Balanced leeches under an indicator were a killer.