Updates from June 29, 2007

My dad went to great lengths to place a good cast above this high spruce sweeper into a little back slough where he saw a grayling rise. The cast was good, he assures me, but the grayling did not take.

Here's the first of many new pictures of Alaska that I'll be putting online as soon as I get the chance. It's a panorama of my dad standing and looking across the valley of the river where we both caught our first arctic grayling an hour or so later.

You've got to see it full-size to appreciate it.

Here's a little bigger arctic grayling from my first day fishing for them.

Here's my first arctic grayling, about 8 inches long. I was just thrilled to have caught my first grayling; I had no idea I would go on to catch 25 more (mostly larger), and that the next day would make this one look slow!

Another entry into my "dad dropping a fish" series. Here he's dropping his first arctic grayling back in the drink. It was still on the hook, so we got a better picture shortly.

My dad's first arctic grayling.

My dad walks back to the car after a few hours catching grayling.