The reason... The Rocky Road.
(And these are the smoother rocks... after I found my teeth on the floormat from the previous stretch!)
But, going 15 mi/hr for
40 errr 30 ...ok, 20 miles with my all-wheel Nissan finally ended. And there was beautiful countryside to be seen!
And the river was spectacular...I guess that you could call it a small freestone river.
Why are there always animals roaming everywhere I fish? Well, as long as it isn't bears...
Jeri and I all geared up...and with bear spray. There were enough posters up to convince me!
I found a nice stretch of water that looked pretty fishy... I told Jeri that this is what we were looking for!
And Jeri caught her first ever Brook Trout! That was fun to watch a somewhat "newbie's" excitement...
And more brookies and cutties to the net...of the smaller variety!
After several taking the nymph dropper, I finally had one take the Royal Wulff...victory!
This nymphing River Damsel is going to get this dry fly presentation down if it takes all summer...
So, our adventure was near the end... We had caught fish and tangled a few lines. Yeah, that backcast got out of control... I think that was when my arm was tired! Wooosh!
Jeri got to nod her head in
disbelief approval each time I thought of some new "tippet" to help her learning curve... (I honestly think that she is doing quite well without my help!) But, she was a great fishing buddy to have along and we had an awesome time. And we had our lunch and snacks very well coordinated. Pastrami and swiss on sourdough (well, of course), along with grapes, carrots, a couple bags of chips and hummus spicy mexican dip. (Not too bad, actually!)
|A smile like this in the middle of nowhere is what it's all about...|
I have journeyed over many rocks in my adventures. I know that is part of finding new water to cast in...
But, on the next journey out, the only "Rocky Road" that I want to see, is this one! Just sayin'!