I want to be there right now.
I don't often set out on a fishing day with a particular photo in mind that I would like to take. Usually I find things to be much more organic than that - the right light, angle and action tend to just jump out at me, and then I go for the shot. One thing that makes all the difference is keeping my camera in my waders so that when those moments occur I can be ready to take the shot in seconds. Risky? Yes. If I fall in, my camera is most certain to get soaked, but if I keep it locked away in a waterproof bag or pelican case, I can guarentee you I would barely use it. So I take the risk, and it has paid off, time and again. Here are a few shots of my favourite "moments" in the past little while.
|Timbre fishing at Kananaskis.|
|Paula netting a distressed duck.|
|Pete throwing a stick for Chili on the ice.|
|Over or under? Paula takes the low road.|
|Josh spey casting at last light.|
|Power casting into the wind as a sudden snow storm hits us.|
|Super ninja Paula leaps into the sunset.|
After two weeks of being stuck inside working, it was time to step out for a breath of fresh air. A chinook had made its way to Calgary, and temps were hovering above zero.
Four of us piled in the car late Saturday morning and took the drive up to Kananaskis lakes.
I'd never been up there before, and it was more than I was expecting. One of those places unable to be fully captured in a photo, or justifiably described in words. Wide open skies, luscious evergreens, towering snow capped peaks, biting wind, layers of ice...
We fished for a couple hours, and with one hit between the four of us we really didn't care. Never has a fishing trip reminded me that its not just about the fish: it's about getting out and feeling alive.
Thanks Timbre and Darcy!