Words like surgeon's knot, nymphs, leaders and dry flies seem to be buzzing all over as local rivers and streams have cleared to a glassy, blue-green and opened their arms to Durangos community of fly fishermen. Every morning and evening, waderclad anglers begin the fluid art of casting and the search for the days perfect fly. Hoping a trout will rise, fishermen work the pools and eddies and lose themselves in the calming rhythm of the riffles. Whether the fish find the line or not, there is no better way to spend an evening than watching the sun dissolve into the skyline hoping a fish will rise from the depths and offer up a congratulatory, well-earned hand shake.  

Fred Okun works on getting a fly tied from atop the pedestrain
bridge south of town during a warm Thursday evening.   The Animas was kind to Ernie Denison on Tuesday as he pulled in
more than 15 fish.   John Reiter watches his fly travel downstream during an evening
of fishing on the Animas with his brother. Robert Morris peruses his collection of flies as he works the
water below Santa Rita Park.   John Reiter hauls in a fish as dusk falls on the Animas.
  The yellow fly line attached to a rod and reel catches the
evening light during a short break from the cool waters of the
Animas River. The blue-green waters of the Animas flow through town. Fred Okun prepares to attach his tippet to his leader after
changing flies during an evening on the Animas.  

 

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July 21, 2022
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July 14, 2022
Hey, good environmental news

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