BUILDING FISHING SOLITUDE Reconstructing an angler's Wyoming vision By Dave Zoby F ires in California made the ridges and valleys around Dubois look hazy. Even thousands of miles from the source, I could smell the faint scent of charred wood. My truck labored up a freshly cut road. Dust clouds rose and settled on the landscape, the distant Absaroka Range just visible in the eerie light. Wyoming Wildlife | 39