I biked past some random small streams and thought to myself "they have to have fish." They didn't suck. The first cast with a calf tail bomber and a trout whacked it. I only briefly felt his fight. No worries, the next cast a nice little salmon parr took. I worked my way upstream to find at the head of the next pool a perfect lie. The cast was made, and a beautiful trout of sizable proportions came up and slurped down the bomber. I continued fishing with only one hit and soon reached a pool too big and slow to fish and decided to check the other little creek. It poured out common shiners and salmon parr. The only trout was seen right as I was leaving and I threw a pine cone too his feeding lane to see his reaction. The crazy little brooky came up and whacked it! I decided to come back and catch him another day.
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| Fallfish |
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| Pretty salmon par. |
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| Blue Wing Olive |
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| this will be some good terrestrial fishing in the summer! |
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| She wanted it! |
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| Sparse spotting. |
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| A pool on the second stream. |
May not have been your greatest fishing day, but I really loved the pictures.
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