The kids and I fishing with their new kiddy rods at one of the local lakes, we had quite a time with the 10-12 inch bows who attacked my secret bait. Eventually the locals who were having no luck came over to see what we were using... "Oh , just some of last years Powerbait"... I kept the crickets hidden in a Starbucks cup.
Took a trip up to the Canyon with some of the guys from the ER Monday... two of them had never fly-fished and it was nice to see them land a couple trout the hard way. We fished together, one pool after another and it was an interesting experiment because we fished the same area for 4 hours and all caught fish on different flies. RS2's caught 2 fish, JuJu beatis - 3 fish, emergers -3 fish, midge nymphs- 4 fish and a fucking San Juan worm caught 6 fish. No fish on dries, streamers or really anything bigger than a 20, despite much effort.
Hit the Canyon myself this am... tough fishing, wind, rain and this sleet-snow stuff that looks like Dippin Dots. Still it was bloody packed, with inumerable 50-somethings who are more than happy to fish within 30 yards of you on a fuckin 8 mile long stretch of river... 15 yards once you start catching fish.
Luckily, I knew the SJ worm trick and was able to bring my first cutthroat trout to hand, and then 4 more... for some reason the pure cuts had been eluding me and in one day I catch 5, with no bows or browns. Trouts is crazy creatures...
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