The end of the beginning

Saturday afternoon I stood in a parking lot in Yellowstone National Park and said goodbye to some extraordinary people. In a week filled with several once-in-a-lifetime opportunities in a place that defies superlatives it was the people who made the week most special and unique.

I'm going to need a bunch of posts to cover the conservation landscape of the park, the people who make it happen, and, of course, the fishing. Expect that I'll parse the experience apart and hopefully bring it together into something that is cohesive.

I'll spend the next few days with my family out here in Yellowstone seeing the sights and sharing the story of Cutthroat in the park so it will continue to be quiet here on the blog. And then I'm going to have a few days of work to catch up on so it may be next weekend before things get back to something resembling normal though the content will be anything but.

For now, here's a picture that speaks immediately to why we were there and what really matters.

Slough Creek Cutthroat. Stay tuned for a tale of a larger Cutthroat,

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