The Fish Tale is at the End

What the Yellowstone looks like when there is a landslide over 50 miles upstream.

Below you can see where the green backwater merges in with the main channel.

 In the green backwater, the trout were feasting on some kind of flies.

After I saw the first fish break the top of the water, it was me that was hooked. I sat down and began to search, intently for the next big splash and ripple ring put up by a hungry fish. It was with the same intensity I implore when star gazing. Once I'm hooked. I just want to see one more before I walk away. It can be hypnotizing if not intoxicating.

I know it's not polite to stare at someone else while they are eating. My bad.