I never even saw any fish and later we talked with a knowledgeable
fly fisherman who had worked it earlier without any sign of fish. Its still a
nice campsite but we will pass it up next time as we discovered a great
campground the next day. It also had a stream where the fish were biting! Clear skies
Thursday, August 6, 2020
Looking at New Places to Fish, a Trip to the Wind Rivers and Absaroka Mountians
We had originally planned to spend three days camping and
fishing with our friends, George, and Val, but life got in the way and instead
we headed out by ourselves. The plan was to drive to Dubois, Wyoming, and fish
four different streams in search of a Yellowstone cutthroat trout. It is one of
the four cutthroat trout that make up the Wyoming Cut Slam award, award we have
been after for the past four years.
After stopping in Jackson, Wyoming for groceries. It took us
another two hours to cross Towgotee Pass and reach one of our favorite campgrounds.
It is called Falls Campground because of the beautiful falls just a short walk
away. We were lucky and got there before noon and we were able to get a nice
site with electricity for only ten dollars, (senior rate).
After lunch we rested for a bit before walking down to the
falls. There were quite a few wildflowers in bloom including lots of Wyoming
Fireweed. Its purple color tells you how much of summer is left as the flowering
end at the start of fall. As you can see it will not be long before we say
goodbye to the summer. There were also cinquefoils of white and purple. A slightly purple
aster like flower(?), and others that we had no clue as to names.
Last time we camped at the falls we spotted American dippers
nesting behind the falls, but this time nesting season was finished, and we did
not see any of the dark birds. Renita glassed the Brook Mountains, but she did
not spot any bighorn sheep which we had also seen earlier in the summer.
Returning to camp I got out my fishing gear and worked a
small stretch of the stream but the only thing I saw were fresh boot prints. I
never had a fish rise to my flies or chase my gold ribbed hares ear nymph and
when I put a nymph on, it is a sign of desperation as I prefer dry flies.
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Beautiful area. It is called fishing not catching. Maybe the next time.
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