Morning Run

https://www.annarosamattei.com/?p=qetvknglo Dawn in the northern reaches of Yellowstone National Park.

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follow Tailing along somewhat along with my last post, I’ve been getting outside with every spare minute I have.

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get link Exploring the Gallatin Range in the Fire Girl Suby during an afternoon of thunderstorms.

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go Hi-jacking my roommate’s dog for a morning run.

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http://jannaorganic.co.uk/blog/2025/04/03/5nyyj7ibhdg Fishing city ponds until it gets too dark to see my fly.

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https://www.masiesdelpenedes.com/4cibjozjsx0 Last night I got the itch to get out. So, like any semi-sane photographer / fly fisher(wo)man, I packed my bags and prepped for a morning run. My Suunto Core alarm woke me up at 0415 and I was on the road by 0430.

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https://faroutpodcast.com/i9lguwldgr8 I brought along the basics: camera bag, tripod, rod, reel, fishing sling, Glock, a few boxes of ammo, bear spray, and a Kombucha for breakfast. I had to be back in town by noon to work.

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go to site And so the morning cast-and-blast began. Most of the local waters are too warm for truly productive fishing, and I went into the morning with limited expectations. In the darkness temperatures dropped as low as 30, making for a chilly morning’s wading. I managed – by dumb luck – to hook into a nice Gallatin rainbow on my first cast and that was to be the summation of the day’s fishing action. I fished the Gallatin from pre-dawn until 0800 or so and then made my way up to the Upper Madison just outside of West Yellowstone. Spent a few hours hiking about and fishing the Madison.

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follow It was unproductive fishing, but sometimes time on the water is all you really need.

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https://audiopronews.com/headlines/p0rvsgud Something about wading in the upper reaches of the Madison feels less like fishing and more like a baptism.

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go to site At 1030 or so, full sunlight was on the water and temps were rising fast. I packed up and drove through West Yellowstone; I hadn’t made it to the little town since being back and it was wonderful to drive about again, despite the tourist load. Love that town… lots of good memories.

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source url Then I headed back down towards Bozeman, stopping at a Montana-style range to run a few boxes of ammunition through my Glock. I haven’t shot in over two years, and it was therapeutic to do so again.

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see Back to Bozeman, where the temperature was already climbing into the mid-eighties. The collegiate invasion presents in full swing, pissing the locals off, and it’s a bit mad. I just smile, think of my morning solace, and somehow everything seems all right.

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