Every year we take horses back into the Wilderness Area in the Big Horn Mountains. The trip involves five hours in the saddle, each way, over an almost nonexistent trail. Fortunately, my horse, Dino, had a pretty steady step and I wasn’t too sore when I got to camp. Very few people ever get to this place and we were virtually alone all week. I’ve pasted some photos below of the scenery and wildlife that included over twenty moose, elk, deer, and even a bald eagle that my son, Tal, snapped a photo of.
The fishing is always great. We took a two hour trek to Piney Lake where I caught a nice 25 inch Cutthroat Trout. Certainly the biggest one I’ve ever seen. The problem is that to get to Piney, you’ve got to hop up several miles of a boulder field, then hike up the middle of a river. We were probably the first people to get up there in several years. If it rains, you’re toast because the boulders turn to ice and you can’t get down. We had to race against a storm in order to get down in time.
At the end of the day, we’d dive into the river until we were so cold we couldn’t stand it. The wranglers then built us a nice fire to warm us up. They also fried up some really tasty brook trout, topped off by some peach cobbler and s’mores. Can’t wait to get back next year.