buffalo

Off to Salt Lake City for a 3 day marathon weekend – my 6th marathon & first Saturday race day.

Runner’s Expo bib pick up at Energy Solutions Arena (home of the NBA’s Utah Jazz), then off to Antelope Island – my pre-race Utah adventure.  The Great Salt Lake is large enough to be seen from space — [so for me] an obvious go-to destination.

Antelope Island is accessed via a causeway west of Ogden.  Pronghorn Antelope?  Yeah, yeah they’ve been reintroduced to the island – but why did I go?  BUFFALO.  Free roaming herds of buffalo inhabit this island – so much so that each October they roundup herds, update vaccinations & sell off 100-150 head to maintain balance.

Quick stop at the Visitors Center to boost my knowledge base –

  • Why salty vs fresh water?  [lake is a bowl with no water outlet]
  • Do fish inhabit Salt Lake? [nope, only brine shrimp]
  • If no fish, what do the sea gulls eat? [lotta gnats & other insects]
  • First Anglo to settle Antelope Island?  [fur trapper Jim Bridger]

 

Bucking against ranger advice, hiked up Buffalo Point for pic ops of the Great Salt Lake.  Amazing landscape shots against Utah’s snow-capped Rockies (Wasatch Mountains).  Beautiful but then… GNATS

Hundreds of gnats settled on my cap, shirt, neck, in my ears, eyes, mouth.  Appears the rangers were right – it really is gnat birthing season.  Rushed back down the trail, stepping on a snake on my trek return.  Not a rattlesnake (which is what I initially thought) but rather a Great Basin gopher snake.  Vigorously shook off, ducked in my rental & turned the AC on high.  Goal?  Freeze all remaining insects resting on my body & clothing.  I’m not crazy squeamish but these swarms were epic.

Meanwhile…only 20 minutes away on the other side of the island roamed herds of BUFFALO.  On a cerebral level, I understand these are genetic cousins to our domestic cattle – but in person, these massive mammals represent the American West.  Native to our continent, muscular, strong – I’m a HUGE fan.  WOW!

Saw jackrabbits which ridiculed the size of my neighborhood’s bunnies – huge feet, enormous ears.  Didn’t leave before snapping shots of deer & a coyote.  Whole lotta wildlife.

Can’t imagine day-to-day life for those first frontier pioneers but for me, Utah’s Great Salt Lake – a ‘must-see’ destination.

 

Last month Ashton mentioned ice fishing as a possible birthday adventure.  Sounds fun, right?

Quick google search, followed by a phone call to Big Ed’s & our reservation on Dillon Reservoir was set.

Woke crazy early on Saturday – sure it’s snowing, but we’re scheduled to be on a frozen lake by 9am.

Unfortunately, our state’s only east-west through-way, I-70, was operating at a standstill – multiple accidents.  3 hours later, highway closed just past Georgetown. ARGH!  Plan B?  Enjoyed breakfast at the Happy Cooker & rescheduled for ice fishing Sunday.

Day 2, another early start.  Arrived in plenty of time to help our guide set-up & drill holes with an electric ice auger.  4 feet of solid ice, fluffy snow & sunshine.  Beautiful lake, beautiful day.

Fishing Guide Randy started us out with jigs, then bait.  Salmon eggs.  Two nibbles but never a real bite.  Ash, our experienced fisherwoman, dropped line & soon after snagged a small rainbow trout.

An hour later, a 2nd trout (which she threw back).  And a third which jumped line after cresting the surface.

Ashton 3, everyone else ZERO.  Runner-up honors to Tom who reeled in at least 4 yard-long sticks.  AND special thanks to Matt who chauffeured us cross state – not once, but twice.

Ended the day with Randy talking up Ashton – and only Ashton – on fly fishing this summer, while the rest of us stood around hoping to be included.  LOL>

Sunshine, snow & 3 fish — what’s not to love?  Ice fishing in the Rockies, highly recommended 🙂

 

UPDATE:

Later I prepared Ash’s catch while everyone was showering.  HUGE FAN of rainbow trout!   Tay-stee 🙂

 

CLICK to WATCH ‘Ice Fishing (Dillon Reservoir, CO)’

 

 

TATANKA!  Wednesday nite with a film classic…

 

Dances with Wolves (1990) HQ trailer

“The strangeness of this life cannot be measured; in trying to produce my own death, I was elevated to the status of a living hero.”