Richie and Dana Clark
the rowing journey—
making it up as we go
having lost the map
Grain Creek, rainbow trout, Dana Clark
the youngest brother—
catching the biggest rainbow
with an ugly fly
Long Creek, Dana Clark
abrupt windstorm—
catching our tents before they
fly into the lake
Long Creek camp
after a chant
to the Indian spirits
the gale abates
Long Creek, caterpillar
on a rain-slicked stone
also waiting out the storm—
a caterpillar
Lake trout
the middle brother
snagging the longest fish—
lake trout from bottom
Long Creek, Dana Clark
never noticed
how a mosquito walks—
socked in the tent
Mitchell River log camp
waking to a rainbow
reflected on the lake—
what’s left for my heart?
North End Lake Quesnel, Dana & Richie Clark
the son rowing
the father catching fish
the son soon fries
Roaring River, ouzel fledgling
the ouzel tricking
her fledgling with food to flee
the birdwatchers
Roaring River butterfly
the butterfly
I’m trying to shoot landing
on my camera
Hunters Point, Dana & Richie Clark
father and son
carving first walking sticks—
troubled by knots
Hunters Point, Richie Clark
pan-fried rainbow—
after a long hard day
of skipping stones
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