All of the planning that goes into a backcountry hiking adventure is so worth it to find solitude in the mountains, along with plentiful and willing trout. This was our summer 2020 alpine adventure. There was hiking, camping in the woods, lots of fishing, boulder hopping, star gazing and paragliding.
High up in the mountains, we found a perfect campside nestled between boulders and trees. For the next three days we caught endless trout on a variety of flies and lures. Exploring the lake by raft and wading the shallows in our DRYFT SEEKR wading pants was a perfect way to experience all this area has to offer.
Having no previous firsthand knowledge of this area, this was a pleasant alpine surprise. Check out the photos below for some of the highlights.
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Summer fun with the DRYFT crew. What a day. #DRYFTculture
Bass bass bass bass bass.
When the backcountry calls you better answer. This spring we had the opportunity to hike away from civilization and experience true wilderness. We only saw one other person over the three days we were there, and saw almost no signs of other people at all. No garbage. No development. Nothing. After fishing downstream all day it was more surprising to see an actual human boot print in the sand than more elk, bear, deer, or coyote tracks.
We could have asked for better fishing conditions, but there were a few fish around. With low and clear water the fish we did see were spooky and not much inclined to play with us.
If you’re in need of a re-set from the hectic day-to-day of modern life then consider unplugging from the stresses of the work week, stuffing a backpack and hitting the trail.
I call this plugging into nature.
words & photos by Nick Satushek
That’s a happy face if I’ve ever seen one.
Strolling through the woods we were struck dumb. Not 20 feet from us was a squatch. We couldn’t believe what we were seeing. He had just landed a real trophy and was prepping it for release. The hook was out as he cradled it gently in the water. A branch cracked under my foot, he looked up and made eye contact. He saw the camera pointing at him and hoisted his catch up high for a quick hero shot. Click click click. The camera whirred away taking shot after shot. This could be it. Proof that the legend exists!
And wouldn’t you know it…he was all decked out in DRYFT wading gear. Looks like we found our new unnofficial mascot.