|I love days that start this way.|
|My happy place, among the hills.|
|And they say rainbows don't eat streamers!|
The biggest trout of the day was extremely camera-shy and accidentally fumbled overboard before he was photographed. Yep, that kept us laughing throughout the rest of the trip! (I should comment, I'd much prefer losing a 20" overboard without a photo than dribbling him off the bottom of the boat and causing more unnecessary harm.)
In other news, there is a nearby lake that I drive by every day and had never cast a single fly into. I didn't really know what to expect, but I was highly optimistic since a stocked stream with many tributaries containing wild trout feeds the lake. It didn't take long for the optimism to subside. We rowed the boat to what we expected to be the deepest part of the lake and dropped the anchor. It was somewhere between 6 feet and 8 feet deep and the surface temperature was over 70 degrees. Not a good combination for trout. Needless to say, there was plenty of casting practice and no trout. Oh well, now I don't have to wonder.
|She kept the geese and ducks in order.|