The good, the bad, and the ugly of fly-fishing for trout in SW Montana...from my eyes.
Thursday, February 11, 2010
Finally arrived this morning in Queenstown, actually flights weren't too bad. I had grand plans today but ended up just taking it easy around town, trying to feel human again. This pic is sundown in LA.
So, after 3 showers, 4 meals, 2 changes of clothes and several hours mucking with my stuff, I'm ready to go to bed. John and I are going to get up and try to catch the sunrise on the backside of Mt. Aspiring and hit the Caples or Routeburn. This is from the wharf in Queenstown today.