Carefully wading up stream |
There were quite a few oddities as well. Like the truck bed that made a nice platform to cast from and the copious amount of discarded clothing (something else that made no sense) but the weirdest thing, hands down, was when I stumbled onto a buddy of mine fishing a small dammed up pool. By him in the water were what looked to be over fifty egg shells, standard market variety in a pile with looked like loose change sprinkled around the outside. The air also had a whiff of perfume or detergent. I got a bad feeling and we booked it out of there.
As far as the actual fish, the biggest of the day was about six inches and the most fish seemed to be caught by the guys with the flies, my buddy with ten me with eight. Originally I decided to use my cellphone to take pictures, but given how tough the wading was I just skipped it. I'm saving for a nice waterproof camera so all future catches will be preserved.
Water temps were in the high sixties and was refreshing from the hiking and heat when not under the cover of the trees.
One of the lunkers :) |
Man of the day, the Fish Whisperer. |
Josh-
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