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A little trip out to Bob Marriott’s Fly Fishing Store to pick up some hooks and tying materials…so it won’t look like this before I put up the rest of the Baetis/Bwo , Midges, some Streamers and Stones for perusal…

Owens Valley track…in the snow…dead of winter… (this trip, up the mountain, was a lot quicker than that drive out to and from Orange County)…

Some of the stuff that will go into a bunch of new patterns…Hmmmm…lotta’ purple there…

Better get crackin’, this guy is ALWAYS impatient to Fly Fish…

Michael on a cold day on the Lower Owens River…

The place to be on a brisk Fall day in the Owens Valley…

PT/TB

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Ally made her first trip to Montana in August, 1998. Her Brother Michael was supposed to go as well, however unforeseen CIRCUMSTANCES prevented that from happening…A friend of mine, whose Father was a retired Superior Court Judge in Billings, MT offered us an opportunity to visit his Ranch. It had been a premier “DUDE” Ranch back in the 30’s and 40’s…I had never been in this part of Montana…

Ally stands at the entrance to Island Lake Ranch…yes, this Ranch had a lake with an island in the middle of it, as well as, 5 ponds filled with TROUT and a pristine stream running through the property…

Coming down the road to the Main Lodge which was used as the living facility for the owner and our dining facility on a daily basis…

This is the LODGE. In front of it is a TROUT pond that was stocked on a regular schedule for the grandkids…worms, crickets and small spinners were on the Menu…

This is “THE BUNKHOUSE” that Ally and I stayed in for 3 1/2 weeks…hated it…

This is the view that Ally and I had…EVERY MORNING…when we woke up from the back porch…

This is what greeted us from the front porch…those are the stables for the horses down below…

The interior of the main LODGE with steps leading up to the dining area…

These two boys, with Ally, are the son’s of my friend Diane whose Dad owned this joint…each of them tried to outdo the other for Ally’s attention…it had already started…

My friend Diane’s cabin clear on the other side of the ranch…long walk for those boys…heh,heh…

Ally and her suitors hanging out in the game section of the LODGE…

A view looking East towards Nye, MT and the Stillwater River…

Another cabin on the ranch…

One more of the small cabins with a pond in front of it where I took some nice Trout on midges…

Ally, at nine, geared up and ready to Fly Fish at MORAINE on the STILLWATER…Hmmmm, where have I seen that VEST before…?

Access sites on the Stillwater River, MT…

Ally’s first Trout on the Stillwater…she ate it…

“Hey Dad, I think you need to use a #20, Yellow Humpy in here on 6x tippet…”

” I ‘ll just wait while you rig up…”

Ally at Buffalo Jump on the Stillwater, note the “My Fish is BIGGER than DAD’s Fish T Shirt…

Ally’s reaction after a 12″ Brookie jumped on a wooly bugger hanging off a bubble and fly combo… dead in the water…

Ally with the “ATTACK BROOKIE” at the Lake with the Island…she ate this one too…

Looking downstream on the Stillwater towards the Bridge at Buffalo Jump…

Ally and PT in the backyard at Montana Hanna’s…gettin’ ready for some PRIMO STEAK….

Ally, swingin’ at sunset…Montana Hanna’s…

Ally, on the side of the road to Red Lodge, MT we had just had a great lunch at The Grizzly Bar and Grill which is down below in Roscoe, MT and were on our way to this place:

The MONTANA CANDY EMPORIUM in Red Lodge ,MT…We make pilgrimages (many) every time we visit Montana…yum, yum….

GRIZZLY BAR and RES ROSCOE MT -1-Grizzly Bar and Grill. Roscoe, MT…MMMmmmm…good eats !!!

Where the hay for the horses comes from…

On our way out, heading to Missoula…We’ll be back …(And, we were)…

PT/TB

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Michael is currently on a 3 1/2 week excursion to the People’s Republic of China…here are some photos he sent to me of his wanderings…Michael and his “new BUDS” outside of Chengdu, China…

Michael carries out the PLANETTROUTIAN TRADITION of searching out moving water in which to place a FLY…

Michael in the obligatory “WALL” photo…kinda’ like posing with the MOUSE in Anaheim or Orlando, “Where’s the skateboard, DUDE?”…

Corridors in the sky in Beijing, China…Michael gets turned on by this stuff…

More Michael exploits to follow…

PT/TB

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I had been with Jean Marie for about 5 months when we decided to take a one week vacation to Aspen, Colorado in September, 1978. She had never been fly fishing. She had, however, taken trips with me to Palm Springs, Santa Barbara, Las Vegas and Lake Tahoe. Most of those trips required my presence because of the clients I worked with. We were not living together at this point, both of us had different residences, Jean lived on Olympic near La Cienega and I lived just off La Cienega near Burton Way in Los Angeles

I had just changed PR firms at this point and wanted to spend some time with the fish before I burrowed myself back into the insanity of the Music Business. We left LA on a clear and hot Friday afternoon, driving straight through Bishop ( the freshly mowed alfalfa smelled wonderful ) to Ely, Nevada – arriving at 3 AM where we spent a few hours in the most less than rustic motel that I have ever been in (It didn’t matter). We continued on, early the next morning, towards Green River, Utah. Just outside that speed trap, I was pulled over by a cigar chomping constable and fined for the same. He had me follow him into that oil spot, leading me to the local Justice of The Peace where I could immediately pay my fine (in cash) of course.As we stepped into the JP’s office, his wife came in and stated that her hubby wasn’t in but that I COULD make payment directly to her. She opened a roll top desk and wads of greenbacks spilled out of the desk and dumped onto the floor (retirement funds, no doubt). I paid my fine and eased out of town. For many years afterwards, I made a point of depositing bodily fluids whenever I crossed the state line into or out of that desert domain. It felt GOOD!

We continued on through Grand Junction and Glenwood Springs arriving in Aspen early on Saturday evening. We stayed with Stefan and Stascha Kaelin. They owned Kaelin Swiss Sports in Aspen and were great hosts.

Jean in front of the Kaelin house, September, 1978

The next morning, I stopped by Chuck Fothergill’s to pick up some gear – where my friend George Odier commented on my recent acquisition. Then, it was on to the Roaring Fork. We parked, ate some lunch and rigged up at Woody Creek Bridge.

Jean caught her first Rainbow down there, September, 1978

We used Rat Faced McDougals and Adams dry fly patterns. I wanted Jean to experience the thrill of seeing a big fish grab a surface fly. She had some inital problems getting her casting stroke down. However, by the end of the day, she a hooked and released a number of excellent fish.

Jean, laying out a cast, Roaring Fork River, Sept., 1978

We fished together for the next several days on the Fork and on the Frying Pan. Her angling skills increased with each outing and she got into several nice fish at this spot on the ” Pan”.

That obstruction in the center of the flow holds good fish in front, both sides and in the slow water behind the rock. I hooked a really big fish on the near side in ’75 that broke me off when it dove under the rock.

Jean takes a break, Aspen, Sept., 1978 ( band aid from fly wound – see below)

Most of our evenings were spent clubbing in Aspen which was a great place to pursue that activity. Also,the restaurants were great and less expensive in those days.

The Frying Pan, Sept., 1978

” No, you don’t UNDERSTAND – I WANT those sunglasses”

Jean rigs up on the Roaring Fork

On the fourth day, Jean was fishing a stretch of the “Pan” below me when I heard her let out a scream. She had hooked herself in the finger with a # 14 Adams. As I made my way out of the water to the road side, I saw a Game Warden approaching Jean. He asked her for her license ( yeah) and she proffered that she couldn’t reach it in her back pocket with the fly stuck in her finger. He offered to help ( how convenient) but noticed me approaching and demurred. That effectively stopped the day’s fishing. She wouldn’t let me push it through, crush the barb and pull it back out. We finally did that and looped a section of tippet material in the bend when we got back to Stefan’s. I paid for that – later that night (no comment).

PT on the “Pan”, Sept., 1978

Jean coming off the Roaring Fork, Sept., 1978 and…

Getting prepped for a night out in one or two of Aspen’s many restaurants and clubs to be followed by ….

Nymphet on a rock, Roaring Fork River, Sept., 1978

I had a client who called me and was becoming OBNOXIOUS and all kinda’ clingy so it was necessary for us to head back to Los Angeles. We spent a last night in Aspen with the Kaelin’s and headed out for Grand Junction the next morning. We spent a final (great) night in a small motel outside of Salina, Utah and arrived back in SMOGVILLE the next afternoon…

Jean said, ” I wanna’ come back to Aspen….and, will hold this position until I do….

We came back…( and she held several other unique positions before that happened)….

Grainy B&W Retro…

But, that is – another story…..

NEXT: Sleuthing the Owens Valley and the East Walker River with Jean

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Michael on the Owens, Fall 2002

Ally blasting on the Owens, Fall 2003

Above: Michael & Ally Goose Lake, Owens Valley, Winter 1994

Above: Pond, Road to Glacier, Big Pine, CA Fall 2000

Michael & Ally, $3.00 Bridge, 2004

Planettrout, North Fork of The Tule River, Spring 2007

Michael, Hot Creek, CA, 2003

Michael in the foothills, 2003

$3.00 Bridge, Madison River, 2004

Ally, Virginia Lakes, Fall 2003

Above, Brown on the Madison, $3.00 Bridge, September, 2004

Top: Virginia Lakes (Little) Sept, 2004

Bottom: Me ‘n Angelo, East walker River, May 2006

East Walker River, May, 2006

Michael and Ally, Lone Pine Creek, 2000

Michael and Ally, Trumbull Lake, 1995

Michael, West Walker, 2003

Looking for “GREYS”, Deep Springs Valley, 2000

Michael and Angelo, Owens River 2002

Nadia and Fishing Pal “Angelo” 2008

Ally at Lake Sabrina, Bishop, CA 1995

Stillwater River, Sept, 2001

Michael, North Fork of The Tule River, Spring 2003

Planettrout, Owens River, Spring 2001

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