Yesterday I went with one of our church members up into the foot hills to try our hand at a mountain stream. After a two hour long drive (of excellent conversation) we arrived.
Once I figured out what color of wooly bugger the fishies preferred it was off to the races. We didn’t catch any super big fish but the escape was well worth the effort.
Don’t worry this guy went into the stream and swam away the second after the picture was taken.
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I miss fishing.
I hope your hook was “barb-less.”
Nice catch.
I’m doing bass next week with Frank ill let you know.
I love those streams. Wish I’d been there.