The one and only picture fish. A typical brown, but the color was striking enough to take a picture.
David with guide Taylor.

Looking up the Wind River Canyon on a "guide" break to check for fish hovering close to the bank. The Burlington Northern Santa Fe Railroad follows the canyon all the way down the west side of the river.

Noble fisherwoman Sandie after lunch break.

Pounding the banks, casting up against the shoreline. The eastern shore from the front of the raft was an off-shoulder cast-it will wear out the triceps. Wind River Canyon down stream view.

More casts toward the bank. Taylor holds the raft steady offshore.

Taylor tying one on before the launch after lunch. There are a few pictures later on about the water that we floated through. Nice view up the canyon - the sky is a Photoshop manipulation though.

This picture was taken on the back side of an island in the middle of the river. We stopped here on both days that we fished. No fish though. The tall grass was a pain for the back cast when I was up to my butt in water.

Noble fisherman David comes up empty handed. *

Wind River Canyon - South View from the Bighorn River