Nick, Keith and Terry. It was Keith's first trout trip, and he proved to be an expert fisherman.

This may have been the smallest trout of the trip.....it scored 1/4 fish on the tote board.

Cribbage was the offical trout trip game. Buck was in his glory.

Sam lands a fine rainbow.

Yellowstone.....Nick and Sammy hiked 7 miles across this terrain to fish a stream.

Sam said the first hill of the hike was a killer. He vows to improve his conditioning.

The trail was used privately by a local rancher and no motorized vehicles traveled this road, only a horse drawn wagon.

Several sets of elk antlers were found along the way.

Sammy and Nick pose with elk antlers.

The stream was named Slough Creek, a tributary of the Yellowstone River. It held hungry cutthroat trout.

Nick and Sammy often fished from the bank next to deep runs. They did purchase bear repellant (pepper spray) prior to the hike.

A nice cutthroat. Nick and Sam caught nearly ten fish each in just a couple hours of fishing.

They opted to forego waders and rather wade in shoes and shorts. This decision lightened the load during the hike in and out.

Nick battles a cutthroat. They used grasshopperimitations on this creek and the cutthroats cooperated nicely.

A Yellowstone cutthroat

Another cutthroat trout from Yellowstone. Nick proved to be the the flyrod champion of the entire trip.

A view of a Yellowstone waterfall. The comment was that pictures cannot do justice to Yellowstone's beauty.

A self-portrait? Sort of Van Goghesq......

The Lord certainly provides beauty on earth.

Back on the Missouri Nick displays one of many of his large rainbows. Nick fished exclusivly with the flyrod.

Opps! This is by far my favorite picture of the trip.

The final fish of the trip for Sam.

Hooked this fish on a dry fly.