Been entirely too long since I updated this page, especially since I fished the the Yellowstone River over a month ago. I know..my bad..but here it is.
A friend of mine, Meg Konkel, introduced me to the awesomeness of floating on a river. I had been to Montana once, in 2007, and that was the time I made the determination that I would someday live in Montana. Meg has been visiting Paradise Valley since she was a child and invited me along in the summer of 2010. .. The Summer of the First Float and My Favorite Float, the Boulder.
Meg and her husband moved to Bozeman which gave me THEE most perfect excuse to visit my soon to be home state. Since then, I have visited each summer and we have floated together. One of the guides she has floated with for years and one that I have fallen madly in love with is a man by the name of Jim Francis. Jim has been guiding in the area for decades and not only is he fun to spend a day with, his wife makes the BEST desserts. If you ever get to fish with Jim, request the peanut butter pie!
Even though I am now three short hours from Bozeman, Meg and I never did plan a float for this past summer. She, her hub and I waded the Gallatin, but no float. I felt as though this was a tradition that needed to be kept. A few phone calls later we were set to float the Yellowstone with Jim.
The day had arrived (YAY) and we were ready to hit the water. Jim had forewarned us that it may be a tough day, as the river had been difficult earlier in the week. But you know how it is, it will be a great day for us! Meg was fishing streamers as it’s her favorite thing to do. I fished a nymph rig and was the first one to get a fish on…a Whitefish. Yep..and I caught four or five more of them and declared myself The Whitefish Queen!!! Thankfully we both got at least one Brown Trout in our hands.
This leads me to the moral of the story. Everyday on the water isn't a winner..well at least when you're trying to catch fish! Here's the thing, we all want to show pictures of us with big fat smiles and fatter fish. Truth is, there are fewer of those days than most would like to admit. Sadly, I think in the age of Social Media, many feel the pressure to catch big fatties and post or tweet them for the world to see. Why is it not enough that we post spectacular pictures of the river and the beautiful surroundings we often find ourselves in without someone asking 'Where's the fish porn?' Fish or no fish, enjoy the day and the spectacular places our addiction takes us to.
Next up, Colorado and my maiden trip to The Dream Stream!!
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Hi....I'm Mollie. Born in Aurora, Illinois and raised on a farm 20 miles west of there in Hinckley, I was an outside girl from the get-go. Horses were my passion, but occasionally would find myself next to my brothers fishing in our pond. Many years later, fly fishing caught my attention and I haven't looked back. After living in South Florida and Baltimore, I have made my dream of moving to Montana a reality. Hope you'll let me know if you're in the Bozeman area. Perhaps we can wet a line or our whistles!