Lots of different fishing holes

Penns Creek 2005

This is not a trip that turned out well, for whatever reason I became very dehydrated and without knowing what was wrong, I got in the car and bailed for the border. Turned out that a few bottles of water did the trick.

Our cabin that was minus a lot of the essentials. Froze to death at night.

Tom tying one on beside the creek.

Frank taking a picture of me taking a picture.

Above the bridge at Streamer Stan’s pool.

Mike casting to a rising fish, with Tom just above him.