Remains of a King
I’m in the process of creating a Facebook fan page. I’m taking a break from that to upload a few photos from Saturday. Dad and I were looking for salmon and steelhead up and throughout the canyon, where November skies brushed the foothills with a white powder. We never found any steelhead, but we did find chinook, just not in the form we had visioned.
November rain filling empty stream chutes and beds.
I felt like reaching under that rock, but thought better of it.
Proper way to tow your camera and additional lens. Great on the neck.
Leftovers from a spawned out celebrity of the northwest. Favorite photo of the day.
Everywhere, dead salmon wrapped and snagged on rocks and other obstructions.
Jaws. Remains of a king. Just not in the form we were looking for.