One of my favorite lakes has always been Rock Creek. We hit it a little late this year to really show off its beauty, since the elevation is a tad higher there, and thus “winter” strikes earlier… most of the aspen were already leafless.In case anyone is curious as to why there are so few photos of the boys, it’s because they literally fished every second of every day and I basically couldn’t even keep up with them. That’s Jude finishing the creek in his waders.
If we hadn’t been dying from the altitude/asthma, we would have been able to hike a lot further, but we are basically decrepit.
I wanted to capture how static-y their hair is up here, so I asked them to take their beanies off. I will love this picture forever.
And the most exciting element of our day? EVER CAUGHT HER FIRST TROUT. We kept telling her to stop messing with her pole, because forgoodnesssakes you don’t need to reel and move the thing around one bajillion times. Joel finally went over to try to untangle her, and she says, “It’s been making a funny noise.” Turns out there was a fish on there, and had been for awhile, which is why she kept messing with it. Only Ever could catch a fish and not even know it.