Big Day for Wildlife

Yesterday (2-25-19) was a big day for wildlife viewing in the Rio Grande del Norte National Monument, in northern New Mexico. Shucks, it’s only a National Monument, but has populations of wildlife that rival National Parks. And this is especially so in the winter, when a variety of northern ducks and bald eagles arrive at the generally ice-free waters of the Rio Grande to winter.

In less than an hour’s time, I was able to observe and photograph the creatures that follow. This first movie is of a pair of mallards feeding on midges that have been caught up in foam.

Not over two miles upstream, I spotted a group of bighorn ewes and young, part way up the slope on the far side of the river.

After filming this group of sheep, I looked back down at the river, and saw a long cylindrical shape in the water, which was, of course, an otter. I was seated in my van, using it as a blind, and the otter was about 160′ away (measured with Google Earth), so it was not alarmed. It swam leisurely up and down along the shoreline for a few minutes, before climbing out of the river.



A few minutes later, I filmed this group of ducks from an elevated pull-out. All but two of the ducks are goldeneyes. The two ducks closest to shore, with more pointy heads, are ring-necks. And a female mallard passes through the group.

Bald eagle on basalt boulder

Bald eagle

My last sighting was this bald eagle, which circled above me and landed on a basalt boulder. I then returned downstream to a pool where, yesterday, I caught a hefty rainbow trout that was rising to midges. But there were no risers there, and I caught nothing. Did I go home disappointed? Not a chance! Catching something would have been only the sprinkles on the icing on the cake. The Rio Grande had again provided precious moments of being with wildlife.

p.s. while the wintering birds arrive on their own, the bighorns and otters have been returned to the Rio Grande via very successful stocking efforts.


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The King Donald Chronicles, #62 – Blood On His Hands

“Do you think there is blood on the president’s hands considering the slow response?”  NBC’s Chuck Todd asked Joe Biden this question during a recent interview, concerning Trump’s response to Covid-19. Biden agreed that that was “too harsh” … but we’ll see. I think Trump does have blood on his hands. And add this – it was reported that he ordered Pence to slow down federal aid to states whose governors weren’t “appreciative” of Trump’s response. Trump still believes that he, personally, is the donor of federal aid, whether to Ukraine or New York, and that, therefore, any recipient owes him a favor.

First we got Trump, and then we got Covid-19 – which leaves us with Trump in charge of dealing with Covid 19. It’s a crisis on top of a crisis.



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The King Donald Chronicles, #61. Bungler in Chief of the Coronavirus Campaign

You could say that President Donald Trump has now become doubly dangerous. First is the danger he has posed, since his first day in office, to our constitutional form of government. And now the danger that his mis-management of the pandemic response poses. Actually, the totality of the danger he now poses cannot be calculated through mere addition. It is calculated through multiplication: base level danger X danger of mis-handling the Coronavirus response = ENORMOUS danger. His is a logarithmic menace.

He assures you that a malaria drug will cure Covid 19. Sure. Ours’ is now a reality far, far more bizarre than anything that could have been imagined just a few short years ago. We are now characters in a real live dystopian novel, that is about to get worse and worse.

“How much damage can he do?”, the spineless Reps may have said to each other. Well … we’re going to find out how much damage he can do.

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Aerial Photos (and Fishing) – ABQ to Oakland & Oakland to San Diego, 3/12-18/2020

On March 12, when the US pandemic was just getting underway,  Kathy and I flew to Oakland, CA. We judged that the risk of contracting Covid 19 was still quite small. Not enough, in any case, to pass up, for me, a fishing trip with my son Ethan to Pyramid Lake, NV, and for Kathy to visit the grandkids (but check with me in a couple of weeks!).

This post will include not only the aerial photography that these flights made possible, but also scenery and fishing action from Pyramid Lake. The first photographic opportunity presented itself as we climbed out of Albuquerque. It was a cloud mass creeping over the Sandia Crest, and spilling down the western slope.

March 12

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View to the NE, of ABQ and the Sandia Mtns., with clouds creeping over the crest

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View to the N, of ABQ and Rio Rancho areas, the Rio Grande and the Jemez Mtns. in the distance

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View to the N, of the Rio Puerco

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View to the N, of lava flows (mesas) and volcanic necks, with Cabezon Pk. seen in upper left

It became cloudy and remained so all the way to Lake Mead, in Nevada.

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View to the N, of Lake Mead at the junction with the Virgin River arm. The main body of the lake extends out of the picture to the left and right, with down lake to the left.


View to the N, of Lake Mead at Callville Bay, with down lake to the left.

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View to the N, of Stonewall Mtn., NV

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View to the N, of settling ponds at Silver Peak Mine, NV. I’ve shown this site before, but more as an abstract composition.

We left Nevada and crossed over the White Mtns.

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View to the NE, of the White Mtns.

Then it was over Yosemite, with some fabulous views.

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View to the NE, with the Cathedral Range just below. Its high point, Mt. Lyell, is hidden by clouds. The Tioga Rd. travels east through Tuolomne and Dana Meadows, crosses over Tioga Pass and then descends to Mono Lake.

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View to the N, of  Tuolomne Meadows and, in the foreground, the Cathedral Range

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View to the N, centered on Cathedral Peak

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A closer view to the N, again centered on Cathedral Pk.

Continuing to the west, we flew close to Tenaya Lake, May Lake and Mt. Hoffman.

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View to the NE. The famous view point on the Tioga Rd., Olmstedt Point, is seen in lower right. I hiked to May Lake this fall:

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View to the N. The high peaks that make up Yosemite’s northern boundary are hidden by cloud.

After our arrival in Oakland, I dropped Kathy off with her daughter Laina and family in Alameda, and then continued to Ethan’s home, in Penngrove (Sonoma County). Ethan and I left for Pyramid Lake around 2 PM, via Donner Summit and Reno. We ate supper at our favorite Vietnamese restaurant, SK Noodle, in Sparks, and continued to the lake, and our 5th wheel lodging at Sutcliffe.

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The author, at SK Noodle, Sparks, NV (photo Ethan Miller)

March 13

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Having breakfast in the 5th wheel,  at Crosby’s Resort, in Sutcliffe. Since Ethan is doing “paleo”, the breakfast consisted of  steak, eggs, tomatoes and more. Yum! (photo Ethan Miller)

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Ethan, on the deck of the 5th wheel, at Crosby’s Resort, in Sutcliffe

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View to the E, from Crosby’s. The lake’s namesake, the pyramid, is seen directly across the lake.

On this first day, we were anxious to revisit Monument Beach, which, due to a washout, had been inaccessible for a couple of years. The one guy we found there left after a short while, and we had the place to ourselves. The weather was glorious!

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Our chairs, along with a Thermos of coffee (laced with Irish cream) and a bottle of Red Label (photo Ethan Miller)

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Sitting on the lakeshore was very agreeable (photo Ethan Miller)

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… but happiness is being waist-deep in Pyramid Lake!

It took a while to connect. The lake had risen over 3′ since our last time at Monument, which made it difficult to locate the all-important drop-off. As to our choice of flies, rods and lines, the word was that indicator fishing with midge larvae was the best bet, and, although we both were of the opinion that stripping (retrieving) a wooly worm or bugger was the most reliable technique, we decided to each rig one rod for indicator fishing, and give it a go.

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Our initial set-ups. On the left, two 9 wts. On the right, a 6 wt. and 9 wt. two-hander. The orange and pink things are strike indicators (i.e. bobbers). The blue thing is a flashy wooly worm, and the chartreuse/white fly is a foam beetle, which trailed the wooly worm (photo Ethan Miller).

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The chartreuse/white fly is a foam beetle. The black fly is a balanced leech (photo Ethan Miller)

Using the 6 wt. rod (with floating line), I saw my indicator go under, and hooked and landed the fish. It had eaten a red midge larva, size #14. See movie below (movie by Ethan Miller).


The author, with a Lahontan cutthroat trout (photo Ethan Miller)

Then Ethan caught a nice one on a black balanced leech, using a 9 wt. rod (with floating line) and an indicator.

Ethan beaches his fish.

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A beautifully-colored male Lahontan cutthroat

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Ethan, with a real beauty!

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We have the place to ourselves

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Two views to the north, with the group of tufa formations that are found along the north shore (photos by Ethan Miller)

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Two views to the south (photos by Ethan Miller)

The two fish seen above were all we caught this day, although I had a fish grab a surface “lake crab” pattern, which I was retrieving across a a glassy surface. But I didn’t hook him.

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Tufa island, at the northern end of the lake, from Monument Beach

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Same as above, with a different composition

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A strange-looking rain cloud (I at first thought it was smoke) appeared in the afternoon (photo by Ethan Miller)

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… and it was followed by a strong wind, which blew dust past the tufa formations, partially obscuring the formations that sat back from the shore

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same as above

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same as above

In the evening, the wind started up in earnest – enough to keep the 5th wheel rocking for the rest of the night. In the AM, we thought the conditions would be unfishable, and, with a big snowstorm arriving, we checked out of our accommodation one day early.

March 14

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Checked-out at Crosby’s. They did not refund us for the third night we wouldn’t use. “Everyone always wants a refund when the wind starts blowing.”, they said (photo by Ethan Miller).

Of course we had to go see what was happening along the lake, and, it being Saturday, we found lots of people at Windless Bay. They were all on ladders and indicator fishing; many of them guided fishermen. The wind, however, was blowing at our backs, which made it possible to cast. But no one but some spin fishermen at the far end of the beach were catching fish.

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Rain sweeps across the lake

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same as above

After a couple of fishless hours, and breaks for coffee, scotch and cold cuts, I got up out of my chair and announced that I would catch a fish within 15 minutes. I rigged my 9 wt. two-hander with two wooly worms, and began to fish with a fast strip.

Bingo! A fish grabbed the black wooly worm. I landed him, and then another one after that. I missed a third strike. The fish were all right in front of me, cruising at around 6′ to 8′ depth.

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No one else was catching fish. Behind me are the variety of ladders (most with seats) that the locals and guides use. The thing at my waist is a stripping basket, which keeps the retrieved line from sinking to the bottom (photo by Ethan Miller).

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My second fish. The fly seen here is credited with catching more fish than any other at Pyramid Lake. It’s a bushy, full-hackled black wooly worm, with a red tag.

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Ethan gets one on a flashy blue streamer (photo by Ethan Miller)

Then the fishing died. The fish, it appeared, had moved on. On the basis of our limited success, we concluded that these fishing conditions required that you keep your fly or flies in the water as much of the time as possible, while awaiting the infrequent arrival of a “platoon” of fish. Clearly, our persistence was awarded, as we had our flies in the water when the fish showed up. As to the question of which of the two – indicator fishing or retrieving a streamer – was the best strategy for putting your fly in front of a fish, I come down in favor of the latter. Since one had no way to determine, beforehand, the depth/distance from shore that the fish were traveling, retrieving seemed to give me the best chance to have my flies intercept a cruising fish. Indicator fishing, on the other hand, pretty much commits you to fishing at a particular depth – which might not be the depth that the fish were traveling in. And add to that, that a retrieved fly acts more life-like and, therefore, enticing to a fish.

We left in mid-afternoon and returned again to SK Noodle for an early dinner. We encountered our first highway department chain control not far uphill from Reno, and another one nearer Truckee. We were driving a AWD Ford Flex, which exempted us of the need for chains. The snow thickened as we climbed towards the summit, and came on full force as we passed over the top.

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It snowed to below 3000′ altitude on the western slope, down to where the grass was growing and the deciduous trees had leafed out, but the car proved capable in all the road conditions we encountered.

Back in the Bay Area

Day by day, the pandemic became a bigger menace, and argued that we cut our trip short. There was no traffic on 101, as I drove south towards Alameda. The flight to San Diego was empty. The flight path was new to me, and provided some fine scenery to photograph.

March 18

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In the Coast Range, view to the E, of Lake San Antonio

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And right next to the above is Lake Nacimiento

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Next up is Paso Robles. View to the NE.

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Further south, we came over the mountains that contain the Sespe Wilderness, located E of Ojai. View to the E.

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same as above

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same as above

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This wider-angle view to the SE includes Palmdale in the distance, with Rt. 14 heading west (top center)

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Lake Piru is located at the southern edge of the mountains, view to the NE

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Simi Valley, view to the E. The red “X” marks the location of the home where my wife, Kathy, grew up.

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San Fernando Valley, view to the NE

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Los Angeles basin and San Gabriel Mtns.

The landing approach in San Diego offered great views of the city, which I have never visited. Views to the west.

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Looking across to the Naval Base

Due to continuous cloud cover, the connecting flight to Albuquerque provided no opportunities for photography. This ends the post.


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The King Donald Chronicles, #60 – Selling Pardons for Criminals (Revised)

On Sept. 22, 2019, I changed the title of a series of posts from “The Donald Chronicles” to the “The King Donald Chronicles”. Well, and VERY regrettably, in these few short months since that date, DT has proved me right. This has been especially the case in the period following his recent impeachment acquittal by the Senate. He is, in the last couple of weeks, exercising King-like power. He has the Dept’ of Justice doing his bidding, has decapitated the Intelligence services and is pardoning criminals who are currently doing time. This last deserves a closer look.


This what I wrote yesterday: Clearly, these white-collar criminals will do whatever dirty work he may wish to assign them. Will we see him appoint one or more to his Administration? Or will he keep them undercover? And, perhaps more important, these pardons vividly express his contempt for the rule of law. He is showing us both what he is capable of and inclined towards. To quote Masha Gessen: “Believe the Autocrat”.

This is what I’m adding the day after: Last night (Friday, 2-21-20), Rachel Maddow  provided the most predictable and obvious explanation for at least  some of the pardons. He is selling them. Catch that TRMS show to learn all the gory details.

What else has he already told us, on numerous occasions?  That he is entitled to more years in office than the law allows, and maybe an unlimited occupancy of the Office. You can bet that he salivates over the idea of becoming President-For-Life. I’ll give you odds that he will actually come out and say exactly that within the year. But first, he has to win in 2020. And who can best assist him in that (as was the case in 2016), than his best buddy and role model – Putin. DT’s firing of the top officials in the Office of National Intelligence was about keeping his dependance on Putin as quiet as possible. He needs and wants Russia to carry on with its disinformation and other tricks, to influence the 2020 election in his favor. He believes, and we worry, that if he is re-elected in 2020 he will never, thereafter, be removed from office.

The original title of this series: “The Donald Chronicles”, was based, of course, on DT’s nickname: “The Donald”. The nickname actually originated in 1989 with his wife Ivana, who was not so good with English at the time. And then it morphed into a derisive reference – that DT was a ludicrous figure.

But now, in light of all that has happened since, it’s not at all funny. Not in the least. We have an evil clown sitting in the White House, calling the shots. And when he has ascended to Emperor Donald or President-For Life, he will, without doubt, search out all his critics (it will be easy), and put us up against the wall. Putin, in Russia, does it every day – why shouldn’t he?

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The King Donald Chronicles, #59 – Trump’s Department of Justice

Once upon a time, the Department of Justice (DOJ) adhered to an ethic and mandate of being impervious to political influence. No more. With the appointment of William Barr to the position of  US Attorney General (and head of DOJ), the DOJ now does the bidding of the President. The AG has become the President’s legal enforcer and hit man.

This has become painfully evident in the wake of the President’s acquittal by the Senate in the impeachment “trial”, as the retributive blood-letting (and other shady maneuvers) begin: House impeachment investigation witnesses Lt. Colonel Vindman and Ambassador Sondland being fired, with the President threatening to criminally indict Vindman. But most recent and most egregious is the hand grenade thrown by the AG into the case of Roger Stone. Roger Stone, the absurd fop friend of the President, who awaits sentencing for seven counts of lying to Congress, witness tampering and obstruction of justice, in the proceedings of the Mueller investigation. The DOJ has ordered that the sentencing guidelines for his crimes be thrown out, to be replaced by something much more lenient. This unprecedented intervention led, first, to the four prosecutors involved quitting the case, with one resigning from the Department, and, second, over 2000 former DOJ employees calling for Barr’s resignation.

Did the Founding Fathers not envision this circumstance – that an AG could and would become the enforcer of the President’s political agenda? Let’s review. What/who, exactly, is the the Attorney General?

“The United States Attorney General (AG) is the head of the United States Department of Justice, a member of the Cabinet of the United States; as directed by the President of the United States, and the chief lawyer of the federal government of the United States.

Under the Appointments Clause of the United States Constitution, the officeholder is nominated by the President of the United States and appointed with the advice and consent of the United States Senate. The Attorney General is supported by the Office of the Attorney General, which includes executive staff and several deputies.

The 85th and current United States Attorney General is William Barr, appointed by President Donald J. Trump.  The Attorney General is not a President’s personal lawyer.” (Wikipedia)

So, to answer the above question, the Constitutional requirement of the “advice and consent” of the Senate appears to be the only safeguard put into place by the Founders against the appointment of an AG who might not administer impartial justice. Note also that: “The Attorney General is not a President’s personal lawyer.”

The Senate confirmation of William Barr was closely watched, because he was suspected of being a person who “might not administer impartial justice”. He of course lied through his teeth at that hearing, got confirmed by the Senate (which Senate is controlled by the President’s party) … and has turned out to be exactly what was feared.

We have entered a new phase of Trump’s Presidency. He and his henchmen are now newly emboldened, and will, every day, find additional ways to tear down our democracy and cheat in his bid for a second term. And beyond that, what? As he has suggested more than once, he believes himself entitled to more years in office than the law allows. But what does he really want? Nothing less than President-for Life.


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The Salmon River, ID #1 – 1981 and 1997

The Wild and Scenic Salmon River runs through the 2,366,757 acre Frank Church-River of No Return Wilderness. Its waters are the purest in the lower 48 states.

In the summer of 1981, our bright new rafting company (New Wave Rafting Company) was faced with a drought on the Rio Grande. What to do? Acquaintances of ours suggested that we accompany them on a trip down the Main Fork of the Salmon River. These were founding and other members of a preservationist group named Earth First! Myself, wife Kathy and son Ethan were thrilled to join them, to experience the Salmon River in the company of kindred folk.

We traveled to Idaho in our 1-ton company van and made a beer stop in Blackfoot, ID. Turns out that one of our party had an uncle who owned a distributorship there, who directed a forklift to load a pallet of beer into the rear end of the van. At the put-in we saw that Dave Foreman’s raft  was a self-bailer i.e. he had cut the floor out. His frame was a homemade aluminum affair that exactly fit the dimensions of the main tubes, so that it rested on those tubes all the way around, with all weight  suspended from it. The pallet of beer was then transferred to his boat, which is all that he carried. And I must confess that I failed to get a photo of it!




Ethan Miller takes his turn pumping up our flimsy Udisco raft






Kathy and Steve, in our new Miwok






Our Udisco taco’ed, with a paddler whose foot got caught in the crease suffering a broken toe


Kathy and ?


The wilderness setting and sublimity of the scenery was conducive to drinking lots of beer and taking lots of drugs


Beach camp

Thanks, Dave Foreman and Earth First!, for the invite!

After our 1981 trip on the Main Fork, our next goal was to run the  Middle Fork  – perhaps the most prized river destination in the country. With the clearest water and an astounding native cutthroat trout fishery, we just had to get there! And, friends who had secured a permit provided us that opportunity in the fall of 1997. We flew into Indian Creek from Salmon, ID, with Wilderness Aviation.


Our put-in for this fall trip (9-21-97) was Indian Creek, at Mile 25. Seasonal low water in the very rocky stretch upstream of here argued against using the usual start at Boundary Creek (Mile 0).

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Seen in the center is Will MacHendrie, our host


Are those kayaks and canoe going into that little plane?


Well,  two of them went in


We pass over the confluence of Marble Creek and the Middle Fork


We circle over the strip, losing altitude


The final approach. The airstrip is seen ahead. A burned hillside is seen below.



The ramp and put-in, Mile 25


The put-in, view downstream


Kathy. We began to catch beautiful cutthroat trout (and release them) within minutes of launching.


same as above


Will MacHendrie, at Marble Creek Rapid, Mile 31.7. The pink tag on the rear of the kayak is his boat permit.


Kathy and Will MacHendrie


Kathy and cutthroat


Kathy casting. We used only dry flies – mainly grasshopper imitations.




Kathy and cutthroat


Tappen Falls, Mile 57.9


Kathy, enjoying Tappen Falls


Elk Bar Camp, Mile 79.6


Just one more fish!

Thanks, Will and Carol MacHendrie, for inviting us on your trip!

See Part #2, on our 2009 trip:

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The Salmon River, ID #2 – 2009

The Wild and Scenic Salmon River runs through the 2,366,757 acre Frank Church-River of No Return Wilderness. Its waters are the purest in the lower 48 states.

NOTE: This post is preceded by a post on our 1981 and 1997 Salmon River trips. The Main Fork, in 1981, and the Middle Fork, in 1997:


In 2009, we were invited by our friends, Michele and Marcos Puigarri, to join their Middle Fork trip. It being late summer (8-21-09), we again chose Indian Creek as our launch point.


We met at the Village Inn, in Challis, ID


Middle Fork Aviation, Challis, ID






View towards the White Cloud Mountains


Indian Creek, again. As before, we circle over the strip to lose altitude.


The final approach



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It took 5 flights to get us and our gear to riverside


No electricity, no power inflator. Scott pumps.


The ramp and put-in, Mile 25


We are checked-out by USFS Ranger Amanda


Look at that clear water! Mile 25+


Indian Creek enters on the left, Mile 26.1.

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Little Soldier Creek, Mile 30.6.


Lunch stop at Little Soldier Creek


Inlet of Little Soldier Creek, Mile 30.6


Rafts arrive at Marble Creek Camp, Mile 31.7


The Puigarri brothers rig-up, as Scott looks on


Marble Creek Rapid, Mile 31.7


same as above


Marble Creek Rapid. Scott, Laura and Sue


Pack bridge at Marble Creek, Mile 31.6


Hot Springs at Sunflower Flat, Mile 32.6


Marcos catches a cutthroat on a streamer


Lunch and a snooze, at Jackass Camp, Mile 37.2


Jackass Rapid, Mile 37.2


Mile 40ish


Culver Creek Camp ahead, Mile 45.6


Culver Creek Camp


same as above


Above Whitey Cox, Mile 45.9


Whitey Cox area, Mile 46.2


Whitey Cox Camp, Mile 46.2


White Creek pack bridge, Mile 47.7


Kathy, with cutthroat, Mile 47.8


Shelf Camp, Mile 48.1


Above Big Loon Creek, Mile 48+


Big Loon Creek, Mile 49.3


Lunch, at Big Loon Creek, Mile 49.3


Squawfish (aka Pike Minnow), caught on a Wooly Bugger, Big Loon Creek


Underwater Canyon, Mile 50+


Scott, at Hospital Bar Hot Springs, Mile 52.1


At Grouse Creek Camp, Mile 56.5


Evening at Grouse Creek Camp, Mile 56.5. A great camp!




Snake tossing, Marcos


Tappen Falls, Mile 57.9. The camera catches Joe grimacing …


… and Kathy exulting


Marcos at the oars, with Diego


Tappen #3, Kathy


Tappen #3, Marcos and Diego


Tappen #3, Scott


Tappen #3. Commercial raft with sweep oars, a Salmon River tradition

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Below Tappen #3, Mile 58.4, upstream view


Entry of Camas Creek, Mile 59.9


Camas Creek, Mile 59.9


Wide-angle view at Camas Creek lunch spot, Mile 59.9, with upstream to the left


Camas Creek, Mile 59.9. Three women on a rock.


Downstream view to Aparejo Point, Mile 62


Above Aparejo Point Rapid, Mile 62.6


The cutthroat trout is named for the red slash seen on its lower jaw


Clematis vine


Approaching Sheep Creek Camp, Mile 65.3


Pine, Sheep Creek Camp, Mile 65.3


Sheep Creek Camp, Mile 65.3, Laura


Diego is very pleased with his purchase of ice at the Flying B Ranch, Mile 66.8


The very rocky Haystack Rapid, Mile 68.1


Jack Creek Rapid, Mile 70.7


Jack Creek Rapid, Mile 70.7


Above Wilson Creek, Mile 72.7


Approaching Wilson Creek, Mile 72.8


Wilson Creek Camp, Mile 72.9


Entry of Wilson Creek, Mile 72.9


Area above Survey Creek, Mile 73


Commercial trip at Survey Creek Camp, Mile 74.8


Woolard Creek Camp, Mile 74.9


Cutthroat trout caught on a grasshopper imitation, Mile 74 area


Above Fly Camp, Mile 75.6


Bobtail Creek, Mile 76.4


Waterfall Creek Rapid, Mile 77.8


Entry of Waterfall Creek, Mile 77.8


Big Creek enters from the left, Mile 77.9. The section of river canyon called Impassible Canyon begins here. The Middle Fork trail, which has followed the river from the start, leaves the river here.


Camp at Cutthroat Cove. Diego fishes. Mile 78.9


Kathy and Steve, at Cutthroat Cove Camp, Mile 78.9


Then I went through the chair!


Packing up, at Cutthroat Cove Camp, Mile 78.9


Mile 82 area. One of the nicest walls in the canyon.


Mile 82 area. Sue


Lichen, Mile 82.5 area


Redside Rapid, Mile 82.7. Kathy


Papoose Creek, Mile 84.4, river left


Ship Island Creek and Peak 5548′, Mile 84.5


Parrot Cabin grotto, Mile 87.9


Approaching Upper Cliffside Rapid, Mile 88.6. Sue


She swam


Upper Cliffside Rapid, Mile 88.6. Kayaker surfs top wave.


Upper Cliffside Rapid, Mile 88.6. Another kayaker.

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Upper Cliffside Rapid, Mile 88.6. Joe and Sue.


Upper Cliffside Rapid, Mile 88.6. Marcos and Diego


View at Cliffside Camp, Mile 89.7


Rubber Rapid, Mile 91.1


Hancock Rapid, Mile 92.2, Diego


Hancock Rapid, Mile 92.2, Marcos and Diego


Solitude Camp, Mile 92.7, Marcos and Diego


Devil’s Tooth Rapid, Mile 93.4, commercial trip


Devil’s Tooth Rapid, Mile 93.4. Commercial sweep boat we saw earlier.


Devil’s Tooth Rapid, Mile 93.4, Joe


Devil’s Tooth Rapid, Mile 93.4, Kathy


Devil’s Tooth Rapid, Mile 93.4, Marcos and Diego


Devil’s Tooth Rapid, Mile 93.4, kayaker


same as above


House Rocks Rapids, Mile 94


same as above


Swells on a tongue, Mile 95 area


At the confluence with the Main Fork, which comes in from the right. Banded gneiss bedrock is seen through the water. Mile 96.3


Another look at same. Interesting!

We join the Main Fork, turning left.


Stoddard pack bridge, Mile 96.9


Cramer Creek Rapid, Mile 99


same as above

The take-out at Cache Bar was less than a mile downstream, at Mile 99.7. Thanks, Puigarris, for inviting us on your trip!

See Part #1, of our Salmon River trips in 1981 and 1997, with the Main Fork in 1981, and the Middle Fork in 1997:

















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