With the help of the guys from Laughing Grizzly we found some greenbacks above 9,200 ft. It was a hell of a hike for a couple of flatlanders like Blake and I, but we made it, caught some fish, and had some spectacular views. Looking forward to tomorrow’s float trip. I think elk run this town.
Well we made it to Colorado, saw some crazy murals in the Denver airport, stopped at a badass fly shop on the way to Estes, ate a kick ass burger at Oskar Blues (good beer too), and even managed to squeeze in some fishing time in the Park before it got dark on us. Elk are everywhere around here, even in town. It was a good day.