Some things are just tough, and this Gorge is one of the toughest I can think of. Here's how it went down:
We got there each with a pack and a #3 rod. Packed as light as possible for the time we were going to be down there.
There are a lot of Vultures in this place.
It's hard to describe this place, vultures up above, swallows down bellow, the best way would be a scene that fits in a Jurassic Park movie, although this somehow felt a little wilder, with better 3D.
Well it was 3 years since anyone went down there, now to find a way down?
This would do?
The going was tough, real tough.
We crossed paths with hundreds of these guys.
The bones and DSFK on the ground reminded us of the Vulture colony up above our heads.
We made it to the bottom after a couple of hours. This was our route down. As I looked up to where we came from it hit me that there were no turning back now, this was the only entrance and the nearest exit point was 2 though days of hiking later.
Luckily the fishing was pretty spectacular and every where you dropped your fly there were trout and yellows (even with the slightly discoloured water due to a bit of rain two days earlier).
This happened quite often.
We found a place to sleep for the night.
We had to get some protein in the system.
The night was pretty cold... a bit of whisky helped.