We are way too busy and it seems like every year gets harder to find fishing time. Remembering the wall hanging that Renita’s sister Pam gave us, (a quote from Jed Clampett)) that says, “ Anyone to busy to go fishing is too busy!”, we took a day off.
As we drove to one of our favorite streams, Renita discovered that she had forgotten her fishing license! This delegated her to a different role as the photographer! Reaching the stream, we parked and after rigging up my flyrod, a lengthy process, we walked to the nearest hole.
Making cast after cast nothing rose to my fly. There were quite a few fresh new boot prints so it was obvious that we were not the first anglers of the day. Moving to the next four holes produced nothing, but at the fifth hole, I got a fish to rise.
The fish was only slightly larger than my fly, which was a size sixteen dry fly. Fearing the worst, we walked to the next hole we finally had a larger but still small trout take the fly. It was my first cutthroat of the season. The next hole produced two more. All were safely released. These fish are wild native cutthroats, not hatchery produced, so keeping them would destroy the population.
At the next hole, a large trout rose and took my fly, I had switched to a size eighteen dry fly<(which is really tiny), and I lost the fish after a brief fight. Making another cast, I hooked it again and again and the fly pulled out!
Moving further upstream produced a nice, larger trout. By moving a little further I ended up with catching and releasing ten cutthroats. It had been a great morning and as we tire easier than we use too, so we called it a day.
Renita did a great job of taking pictures of my fish and also took pictures of wildflowers. All the pictures were taken with her IPhone. Next time it will be my turn as she found her license in another purse.
Clear skies
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