Sunday, April 14, 2013

Where Were You Fishing in 2002?

This report probably belongs in "The Way We Were" Section, but nothing has changed on Bear Creek...endless pools, all the way to the crest, so disregard the characters and gear, its all about the creek and the fish.
So why post this now? Call it digital rediscovery. Resurfaced from the dark corners of the closet, CDs discovered from the days when we weren't sure if it had images of a Sierra trip, last years tax reports, or a bootleg Greattful Dead jam from Dicks Picks. This happened to be a Sierra trip from 2002. (Iwas looking for the taxes :o )
Lets get started, somewhere well beyond the Diversion Dam.

Sierra Flora in a field of granite.
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Low water conditions in August make for perfect approaches from downstream.
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Always be ready to shift gears on Bear Creek.
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Small Goldens in the riffles
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Bear Creek runs parallel to the JMT. A classic example of fishing on the go.
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Endless pools, all the way to Seven Gables. Nothing to spoil the backcast.
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The pools are filled with Goldens. Yeah, you know...not trophy, but beauty trumps size in Bear creek.
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Other beauties do not go unnoticed
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Our gear in 2002. TNF Tadpole. Still have it. Early morning coffee with Roger somewhere up on the East Fork.
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A wood-burning stove that folded to flat, long before Bushbuddies and Fireflies.
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Seven Gables was always there to remind us of where we were, and where we were going.
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Thanks for reading.
"All journeys have secret destinations of which the traveler is unaware." Martin Buber
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