YELLOWSTONE MONTANA BY LAWRENCE FINNEY
My first ever trip to the states was to Yellow- stone Montana, i had been invited by Jessica Atherton of the Federation of Fly fishers to come to the Conclave in Yellowstone to carry out workshops and demonstrating the wire weave technique.
This technique was hit upon a couple of
years ago whilst demonstrating in Newark Nottingham.
The basis of dress- ing a fly with the wire weave was to pro- duce a nymph that was slim in appear- ance but with weight and would give the seg- mented effect to the abdomen. I was looking forward to fishing the rivers inside West Yel- low stone as my Fellow fly dressing colleague Arthur Greenwood had recently returned from three weeks fishing in Yellowstone and Alberta.”Don’t forget Panther creek and Soda Butte” was Arthur’s advice.
Myself and fellow fly dresser Gerry Teggart arrived on the Friday evening at Chicago to get our connecting flight to Bozeman, the first thing we needed was food as it had been over eleven hours since we last ate. Immediately upon entering the terminal we were overcome with the delightful aroma of cooked onions, as anyone knows this is irre- sistible to any living creature. Two hot dogs and a cup of coffee and then onward for our
flight to Bozeman.
Three hours later we arrived at Bozeman be- ing 10.30 in the evening and new to the area we decided to rest overnight before getting a rental car and heading the final 95 miles through the Gallatin Valley to West Yellow- stone. Next day we made off in our rental the sun was edging over the Mountain range and in front of us was the Gallatin national forest.
What a mag- nificent sight, moun- tains on each side of us, for the next two hours our heads
were spinning from left to right trying to get in the sights of this magnificent landscape, the sight of the mighty Gallatin River with its pristine waters tempted us want to pull over to fish it. The river crossed and re crossing the highway all the way up to Yellowstone and every few hundred yards you could see fly fishermen casting over rising fish. Eventu- ally we approached West Yellowstone town to the right of us was Hebden lake famous for its gulpers. As we entered the town there was the shops Bud Lillie’s, blue ribbon, Bob Jaclyn’s. Fly shops that we had been told of and read about over the years.
First stop was to Sleepy hollow to see Larry Miller our host and register in. Our accom- modation was a log cabin situated in the town.
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