Sometimes words just get in the way. Mindful of that, I'll simply let this handful of images depict for you a day on the Upper Ruby River. I struggle to recall time on the water spent any more pleasurably.
|Heading for the Distant Hills|
|Up from the Reservoir - A Surprise Cutbow|
|Big Water, Big Skies|
|A Fat #12 Orange Stimi Fools Another|
|Beauty at Every Bend, and a Cut Bank|
|A Flash of Color|
|Watching the Weather from Afar|
|Returning to Camp at the End of a Crown Jewel Day|
We fished the Ruby as a fallback from high and stained conditions on Red Rock Creek. Disappointed, at first, to have missed that waterway, I just can't imagine it could have been any better than the outing we had. I guess I'll just have to go back for The Rock next time - after a return day on the Ruby.