Peace
One last photo of the Trophy Pond where we spent so much time trying to get that 20" keeper...
I wish I could say in all honesty that it's great to be back home, but that wouldn't be the truth. The mosquitoes are so bad...they are obviously outdoors, hovering on the other side of the screens in buzzing clouds, they are in our vehicles, they are in the house. They whisper in our ear during the night. They are evident by the welts on my arms and legs and neck and hairline. They are the reason the dogs skedaddle to the garage and find solace in a back corner, only emerging swiftly to chase Chippy, our resident chipmunk, then returning to their hiding place from the bugs.
So as I unpack and try to find places for everything to go, I try to avoid the inevitable meltdown that looms over me and look at pictures...
...of mamma cows and their babies...
...being moved to a lush new pasture.
It was a pleasant surprise to find a couple of purple martins had moved into this birdhouse. We had been so busy fishing we hadn't noticed. It was unfortunate we couldn't watch their babies grow.
They picked some prime real estate with a view!
Beautiful Skies...
We sure did our fill of fishing and I loved every minute of it...
Sometimes getting up at the crack of dawn to get one of our favorite spots, especially during the three day tournament over Memorial Weekend.
Which paid off because I caught the longest Cutthroat the Sunday of Memorial Weekend!
19 inches
2.5 pounds
On another beautiful day, we took a ride west through Ten Sleep Canyon.
We stopped at the Ten Sleep Saloon where we admired these rattlesnake skins from afar.
We headed east back through the Ten Sleep Canyon then took our little canyon down to our road.
Gonna miss this view over morning coffee.
The drive home went fine except we blew a belt in the car. But the dogs didn't mind...
They got to spend the night in a motel.
I'll tell you a secret...Ike snores.
Debi, this looks like a really fun trip. Is that you with the fish? Enjoyed looking at these photos and dreaming of a trip like that...
ReplyDeleteHi Kathy! Yes, that is me holding the fish. I pretty much live in my ball cap. :) It is a wonderful trip and we feel so very blessed to be able to go out west and housesit for a few months. Wyoming is very peaceful and a gorgeous state.
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