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I know it’s silly, it doesn’t work this way, but on the last day of any adventure, I ask for it to be the best day, to finish with a big horrah. It rarely happens. In this case, I was hoping at most for a run of salmon to have come up from the lake, be jumping and bears on top of the falls catching them and at least, some bears to be present.
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Ted was present which brought a smile to me. He was always good for a clean click. He was real active this day, moving from his hole and working the entire river using every technique you might imagine for fishing.
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He provided me many an opportunity to make some of my favorite clicks of the trip. This is an example of one of them. It’s a real simple photo that works with his body gesture, the light that is bouncing off his coat and the depth of color around him in the swirling water. Clean, simple and speaks so well what it is to be a griz fishing. What I thought would be a slow day and anticlimactic ending to a great week was about to break wide open! mtc
Photos captured by D3, 70-300VR on Lexar UDMA digital film