3 working Toyota's and a broke down Ford

Hearing a diesel engine fire up never sounded so good. We got back on track and landed in camp at about 6pm.

The following three days were days that you wish you could live over and over again. The days were lazy and the fishing was good. The afternoons topped out in the mid 70's with overnight lows in the low 40s to high 30s. We had great relaxing / sleeping weather. By about 10am each day the wind picked up so bad that it was difficult to stay on the water so we'd retire to camp for a couple hours of bullshittin. Even in the wind the fish were surfacing all day and we'd drunk stagger down to the shore for some mid day nymph soaking. Copper Johns and red, pink, or black midges did the trick under an indicator. Stripping wooly buggers in just about any color worked well from the pontoon boats but the midnight cowboy was the MVP. We didn't land any pigs on this trip but as with any Knott Creek outting, just about every fish was between 16in to 24in and they were many.
No post would be complete without a little fish porn.


The bite was good at night too.

Steve's first fly rod fish

A standard Knott Creek Res Tiger Trout

Kellen with a last minute Tiger on our way out

King Lear Peak (Jackson Range) on the way home

Can't wait til next year.
-Bobby
Awesome-- I'm jealous.
ReplyDelete