Fall has been particularly good to us in Southern Utah and it has highlighted the fact that I have a problem. An addiction. I am addicted to Brook Trout. Looking at them, admiring them, catching them, but maybe most of all…photographing them. It’s something about their disgusting appearance, the radiant orange bellies, vivid red spots with blue halos, white tipped red fins, and the contrasting worm like markings that encompass their backs. Also, its hard not to mention that those horrid creatures live in the worst places like high mountain lakes and cold, clear streams. Enjoy a few photos of the ugliest trout (yes, I know they are actually char, not trout) from our recent ventures.