We finally compiled some solid shots from Cam Miller (as well as some mediocre stuff from me). All in all, this year's trip to B.C. was killer. Light on fish and heavy on shrunken manhood, but spectacular nonetheless.
Grabs came early in the week - before the Pleistocene-like weather shift.
The Skeena and tribs tend to bring cool people, cultures, and nationalities together. This trip was no different.
Big fish eluded us this year, but junior was sympathetic to the cause.
This particular grizz turd was still warm, but not for long. It was a sign of things to come.
Cam's cowboy coffee is delicious, but I prefered the heat delivery device on this day.
365 days and counting. Until then, shadow river will have to tide us over.