gray fog and grayling
i quit my job yesterday, and in celebration, todd and i did a crazy hike.
not too tough - just about 5 miles round-trip, and it wasn't painfully steep or anything. the craziness was the weather. it was rainy all morning. we arrived at the trailhead around 2, when the clouds were still low and threatening. it was just misty, though, and we hiked in our rainjackets.
by the time we got to the lake it wasn't rainy but there was an incredibly thick fog. we couldn't see more than about twenty feet onto the lake. we'd never been there before, so we couldn't tell how big it was or what it looked like at all.
fish were rising along the bank, though, so we just started fishing. it was pretty chilly -- probably in the 50s -- and there was a cold breeze sweeping across the lake. we needed gloves.
despite that, we fished for about two hours before hiking back to the car. the fog lifted about a hundred feet above the lake by the end, so we could see across it better. it was about 10 acres and had steep rock walls around half of it. big rock slides. it was really beautiful. i took pics, but they will no doubt inaccurately represent. not enough light to really see the amazing colors. neon-green mossy trees, bright orange grasses growing on the mountainside. it'll all be pretty low-contrast with the heavy cloud cover, but i tried.
we were flyfishing for grayling, cold-water fish that are related to trout. they are so beautiful! they look like mythical fish, like something from a fairytale. they have this tall dorsal fin with amazing colors and stripes. at first glace, they're deceptively gray with black spots, but iridescent, too. if you turn them the right way, they come alive with pinks and greens. their dorsal fins are so tall that when they turn in the water, it looks like a trailing scarf, like little fairies dancing underwater.
not too tough - just about 5 miles round-trip, and it wasn't painfully steep or anything. the craziness was the weather. it was rainy all morning. we arrived at the trailhead around 2, when the clouds were still low and threatening. it was just misty, though, and we hiked in our rainjackets.
by the time we got to the lake it wasn't rainy but there was an incredibly thick fog. we couldn't see more than about twenty feet onto the lake. we'd never been there before, so we couldn't tell how big it was or what it looked like at all.
fish were rising along the bank, though, so we just started fishing. it was pretty chilly -- probably in the 50s -- and there was a cold breeze sweeping across the lake. we needed gloves.
despite that, we fished for about two hours before hiking back to the car. the fog lifted about a hundred feet above the lake by the end, so we could see across it better. it was about 10 acres and had steep rock walls around half of it. big rock slides. it was really beautiful. i took pics, but they will no doubt inaccurately represent. not enough light to really see the amazing colors. neon-green mossy trees, bright orange grasses growing on the mountainside. it'll all be pretty low-contrast with the heavy cloud cover, but i tried.
we were flyfishing for grayling, cold-water fish that are related to trout. they are so beautiful! they look like mythical fish, like something from a fairytale. they have this tall dorsal fin with amazing colors and stripes. at first glace, they're deceptively gray with black spots, but iridescent, too. if you turn them the right way, they come alive with pinks and greens. their dorsal fins are so tall that when they turn in the water, it looks like a trailing scarf, like little fairies dancing underwater.
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