I met Chelle back at the camper for lunch. After lunch she said she was going to take our dog, Stella for a walk thru town and then over to the high school to throw the ball for her and then find a shady spot and read her book... She asked me if I'd like to go along or was I going to go fishing?
I hesitated, that sounded like a trick question... But she assured me that she wanted to take it easy today and that I should go if I wanted... So, I went... Am I'm a lucky guy or what?
I had great fishing in the Gardner River this afternoon. I hiked in below Osprey Falls and had classic pocket water fishing, my favorite. High fast water makes for tiny pockets and demands accurate casting, great fun... I managed to catch the "Gardner Trout Slam" as we call it, consisting of a; rainbow, cutthroat, cutbow, brown and brook trout. All-in-all the fishing and the catching was outstanding. With lots of golden stone flies flying around it didn't surprise me that the fly of the day was a Korn's Split Tail Golden Stone. Yeah, the fish are look'in up! ~ Doug
|A fat Brown Trout|
|This Rainbow was just one of many.|
|My only Cutthroat of the day.|
|For dinner - pizza on the grill... Does it get any better than this?|