Streamside art, pt. 17. I don't wish to be disrespectful of our spinning and bait-casting brothers, but I can't help noticing that they tend to leave shit on the stream bank. Esopus, above Portal.
Crazy brookie, Woodland Valley. Chased a hopper, changed his mind, and just as impulsively decided to nail the tung head Prince I had on a dropper.
The Serpent... Another in my series of herpetological false alarms. Esopus Creek.
...and the Rainbow. This view tends to produce good photos. Woodland Valley.
Just when you thought you'd seen it all, the fishing selfie.
Streamside art, pt. 18. A radiator sits in silent rebuke.
Lots of water in Woodland Valley for July.