“Capturing Nature in its essence is not easy- your work becomes a dance between light and weather…”

Annie Liebowitz, Photographer

Cold mornings. A trace of snow up high. Leaves are dropping. The Larch trees are golden and glow when the sunlight finds them. Bull trout are spawning in the creeks. It’s Fall. There are still a few more weeks of dry fly angling left. Maybe a little more. It’s the best time of year to be on a river. The angling crowds are gone. The campers have thinned out. It’s real quiet out there. And the afternoon light is rich. And exceptional dry fly fishing is all about the light…