Still No Jeep

Hopefully, that will change today (Friday) and I will then be able to get into Yellowstone to see the sights there -- on a whirlwind tour tomorrow and/or Sunday before heading out to the south.  Warmer temps did arrive yesterday and appear to be forecast for the next few days so, fished in shorts and sandals yesterday with a layer of Coppertone Sport.

Went back to the spot on the south side of the river by the bridge and hoped to get that big fish on again -- even went at about the same time from the day before (when I brought in a 16 incher and then had him on all the way to the shallows by the shore).  This time, I hooked him (or his big brother) just after about half dozen casts right at the edge of the hole and just beyond the big submerged boulders I looked to avoid.  This time, he broke the surface a couple times and rolled a few times more before he spit out the lure and disappeared just beyond the boulders.  I tried for about another half hour or 45 minutes but, couldn't get any more action so, I decided to head back to the half dozen cutbacks in the shoreline on the north side.  On the way back over the bridge, I yelled down to a fly fisherman on the opposite side of the river (who didn't seem to be having any luck) that there were plenty of fish breaking the surface in the hole I just left (saw him and his wife and two daughters later through my binoculars fishing the hole I told them about).

My reward (I guess) came just a short while after that when I brought in another 16 incher from one of the cutbacks with boulders at the points.  Since it was sunny and in the 70s, I even waded into the shallows of one cutback to pull out what I thought might be a log where I had lost one of my lures on a previous day -- turned out to be a skeleton of an Elk or a Moose -- bigger than my leg bone.  I could also see more of the skeleton extending into the water but, left it lay and the bone I had grabbed too.  Later, one of the camp security guards told me he had heard from someone else in a camp near the bridge that last fall a Grizzly bear had taken down an Elk in that area -- must have been what I found.

So, I grilled those two 16 inch Cutthroats last night and built a fire to celebrate the warmer weather -- stayed by the fire until 10:30 or so and tried to star gaze a little but, some clouds were blowing through.  I did enjoy half of one those fish by the fire and took some in to share with Tiger and Molly -- enough fish left over for the three more nights left here.

Hopefully, I will celebrate the return of my Jeep this evening.