An Eastern Summer

Hello again! It has been quite some time since I have signed on to deliver a post, so I figured it was time to do so again. My last two months have been filled with working, spending time with family, and a few adventures. The pictures can explain the rest. Enjoy!

the sunset
I got to spend some time with my friends from EMU in Archbold, Ohio. It was great to reconnect and explore the surrounding area.
Plant focus
Since my return east, I have made a few fishing trips to the famed Neversink River.
scarlet tananger
A scarlet tanager found along the banks of the Neversink.

The entire Baer family made a trip to Camp Deer park to surprise my brother Kenton; he was very surprised. We had a great time hanging out and exploring the new cabins that he built.

Its hard to call them a cabin when they look this nice.
Kenton with his beautiful creation.
Some of the boys took a lovely hike in the woods between rain showers.
All the pine used to build these cabins came from the surrounding woods and were milled onsite.
The Baer family.
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A curious whitetail that let me get way to close to it.
Gavin Brown
Gavin caught this trophy of a brown during some high water fishing on the Neversink.


neversink brown
I also got into a few nice ones.

Part of the Baer family also got to join the Dimmigs for a weekend in the Adirondacks. It was a lovely extended weekend, with plenty of delicious food, hikes, and fishing.

Sunset over the lake.
group shot
The jokes and stories were never lacking with this group of people. Thank you Pete and Marian, for the wonderful weekend.
gavins pike
He was very pleased with the fishing that the lake offered up.
29 inch pike
I could not find much to complain about as well.
Even though the nights were not totally clear, there were plenty of stars to enjoy.

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tying flies
What a great place to master streamer patterns for the large fish lurking in the lake.
blue hour
The famous blue hour or “dusk”.

It has been a lovely summer so far, but I am ready to return west and continue my exploration. Nevertheless, I will always love these places and will forever dream about them.

New Stomping Grounds

I recently moved to New York to help my brother build cabins at a children’s camp. One of the positive qualities about this camp is that it is set in the Catskill mountains where there are many fabulous trout streams less than a half hour away. Famous streams such as the Beaver kill, the Neversink, and the Esopus are only a short drive away.  Unfortunately, I can not spend all my time fishing, but I do get the weekends which leaves me two days a week to explore the surrounding waters. On my first weekend I decided to fish the famous Neversink Gorge area. I fished the Gorge area  on both Saturday and Sunday and still did not even cover half of it. It is a beautiful place away from civilization and is chock full of wild brown trout. Words cannot do this place justice, so I will let the pictures do the rest of the telling.

the river
The wild and wonderful Neversink River.
My first wild brown trout of the day.
fellow fisherman
A fellow fly fisherman that made the journey from NYC to fish.
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I have to keep coming up with new ways to take pictures of my fish, so I am becoming creative!
NY big brown
My largest wild brown trout to date. He measured 19 inches and took me a solid twenty minutes to get in.
new york work station
My lovely new work bench that Kenton dug out of storage for me to use. He keeps laughing at me for using a hard chair, but it is difficult to sit in an easy chair and tie flies.
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It took me 4 tries to get a focused picture of myself, but I finally managed.

It has been about a week and a half since I arrived here in New York, but the place already feels like home. It is great to spend some quality time with my older brother and work with him as well. I hope that I do not annoy him and that I actual help him get some work done. Enjoy the pictures, they’re a glimpse of how great this place is.

Spring Break in the North Country

For the first half of spring break I was able to venture into the North Country of New York in the Adirondack State Park. Although I am totally ready for spring to arrive, I was really excited to explore the frozen lakes and snowy forests for a couple days. Upon our arrival at our camp in the evening, I walked out on the nearby lake to soak in the last of the day’s sunlight.


The next day my parents and I decided to hit the slopes at Whiteface Mountain for a day of skiing. A light snowfall during the night was a nice remedy to the rather icy trails. It ended up being a fairly warm day, which made the skiing enjoyable and well worth it. At the end of the day I decided to try out the ski cross track which they had (similar to the olympic races but on a smaller scale) and it was quite fun.

Whiteface Mountain, home of the downhill Olympic events in 1980

On the following day, I decided hike out over Oseetah Lake and explore the area. I first walked out to the center of the lake to check out the fishing shanty. It was a cozy little place with a small wood stove inside.

The ice fishing shanty on Oseetah Lake

As I headed out to the far edge of the lake, I was surprised to find a Black Lab that appeared out of nowhere. He was an energetic guy, that journeyed with me for the next hour and was great company in this barren land. I named him Miller since I found him on the middle of Miller Pond (aka Oseetah Lake).


Later in my journey, after Miller disappeared, I passed by a road that went out onto the lake. A few trucks used this to access their “boat access only” homes. It felt like ice road truckers.

The ice road

On the final day, I headed out to bird the Bloomingdale Bog. I was targeting the Boreal species that reside here. The variety of birds lacked, but lots of Black-capped Chickadees and Red-breasted Nuthatches let me get extremely close, sometimes even less than a foot away. Eventually I stumbled upon a group of Gray Jays, which are unique to this area in New York. Later along Bigelow road I finally found my nemesis Boreal Chickadee, which was an exciting discovery.

Red-breasted Nuthatch and Black-capped Chickadee
Bloomingdale Bog Trail
Attempting to feed the Gray Jays

Winters in the Adirondacks are very unique (and cold). There is so much silence and stillness, which can be a great way to get away from the rush of life that often blurs the important things in life.

Alone under the stars