This trip report has no waterfowl related content other than a few pics of a duck dog, so read no further if that is a concern. We did, however, make one of those special decisions during the trip and put a deposit down on a new pup (no details tho, the litter not even born).
Our plan summer 2020 was Alaska salmon fishing and caribou hunting, but it wasn not in the cards. With the coronavirus pandemic surging in areas of the US and the border with Canada closed, we cancelled our plans.
We considered the idea of a trip out west and thought hard about if we could do a trip with the safety of ourselves and those we would contact as a priority. We decided that by travelling in the camper we are really self-contained and doing mostly camping off the grid we could reasonably manage the risks to ourselves and others.
We planned a two-part trip: part one was a Wyoming 10 day backpacking fishing trip and part two was a 2-3 week elk hunting trip in Utah, the trip with travel time was about 5 weeks.
Coronavirus prevention supplies in the camper.
Back of truck at home ready to leave.
Sun over the sage.
Heading into the mountains.
Getting gear ready for 10 days in the backcountry.
Heading in.
20 year anniversary photo.
Flowers.
First camp of the trip.
Skeet with the food for 10 days.
Super bear hang in the subalpine.
Gus trying to catch one for dinner.
Amazing.
What colors.
Mother and son.
Fish fry.
This was one of those magical fish on every cast evenings. You go a long time between having action like that. Twice on this trip we had action when the fish were just jumping on the hook every cast.
This was neat. I was fishing a beetle on the Tenkara and caught this brookie with a live ant biting him inside the mouth and not letting go. Bad day for him and terrestrials.
Lot of nice browns in this lake, but I only was able to dupe a smaller one.
More flowers.
Jen cracked the code on the Macks in the lake. We knew they were there, but she figured out how and where.
I?m not sure how this picture of the old skinny guy got here, or how he got ahold of my trout.
Tasty trouts. Growing up fishing for lakers, they have always held a special place in my heart.
High altitude lake trout for dinner.
You know the mosquitos are pretty bad when this many end up in the fry pan.
Bugs were really bad at times. About an hour a day they just hammered my feet and ankles.
Bugs really bugged the dog.
Our third camp of the trip at sunset.
We had frost many of the nights, which is perfect as far as I?m concerned.
Fourth and last camp of the trip.
More flowers.
Fishin.
Flower.
These guys come up just after the snow melts.
Lot of these guys around the lake edges.
We fished the inflow stream of this lake and the fish were really stacked in there. Fish on every cast for as long as we could stand it.
Pretty minnow.
Fish fry.
Relaxing after dinner.
Bear hang.
You yellow-belly come out and fight.
Heading out.
Our plan summer 2020 was Alaska salmon fishing and caribou hunting, but it wasn not in the cards. With the coronavirus pandemic surging in areas of the US and the border with Canada closed, we cancelled our plans.
We considered the idea of a trip out west and thought hard about if we could do a trip with the safety of ourselves and those we would contact as a priority. We decided that by travelling in the camper we are really self-contained and doing mostly camping off the grid we could reasonably manage the risks to ourselves and others.
We planned a two-part trip: part one was a Wyoming 10 day backpacking fishing trip and part two was a 2-3 week elk hunting trip in Utah, the trip with travel time was about 5 weeks.
Coronavirus prevention supplies in the camper.

Back of truck at home ready to leave.

Sun over the sage.

Heading into the mountains.

Getting gear ready for 10 days in the backcountry.

Heading in.

20 year anniversary photo.

Flowers.

First camp of the trip.

Skeet with the food for 10 days.

Super bear hang in the subalpine.

Gus trying to catch one for dinner.

Amazing.

What colors.

Mother and son.

Fish fry.

This was one of those magical fish on every cast evenings. You go a long time between having action like that. Twice on this trip we had action when the fish were just jumping on the hook every cast.

This was neat. I was fishing a beetle on the Tenkara and caught this brookie with a live ant biting him inside the mouth and not letting go. Bad day for him and terrestrials.


Lot of nice browns in this lake, but I only was able to dupe a smaller one.

More flowers.

Jen cracked the code on the Macks in the lake. We knew they were there, but she figured out how and where.

I?m not sure how this picture of the old skinny guy got here, or how he got ahold of my trout.

Tasty trouts. Growing up fishing for lakers, they have always held a special place in my heart.

High altitude lake trout for dinner.


You know the mosquitos are pretty bad when this many end up in the fry pan.

Bugs were really bad at times. About an hour a day they just hammered my feet and ankles.

Bugs really bugged the dog.

Our third camp of the trip at sunset.

We had frost many of the nights, which is perfect as far as I?m concerned.

Fourth and last camp of the trip.

More flowers.

Fishin.

Flower.

These guys come up just after the snow melts.

Lot of these guys around the lake edges.

We fished the inflow stream of this lake and the fish were really stacked in there. Fish on every cast for as long as we could stand it.

Pretty minnow.

Fish fry.

Relaxing after dinner.

Bear hang.

You yellow-belly come out and fight.

Heading out.

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