The next day, Mike and I headed out to a couple fishing spots we were itching to try. The first was a lake known to hold monster tiger trout. It's well hidden and sits in a unique desert landscape. Knowing there were numerous scuds in the lake, we geared our rods up with scuds hoping for a scud buffet from the fish. Upon further viewing, I happened to notice that the cutthroats in the lake were nose diving straight into the weed beds trying to eat scuds. This was a thrill to watch. Never before have I seen anything like that.
| Moss bed through my Smith ChromaPop's |
After a rough, and quite uncomfortable night, due to the fact that we slept on an enormous air mattress stuffed into a tiny tent, we were eager to stretch out and battle big browns once again. With the rising sun warming our cold bodies, and shaking off the nighttime squeeze, we were off. It turned out to be another great day. One hole, in particular, produced at least six fish. All browns, all over seventeen inches. Yes, you could say it was the "perfect hole." Every fish was taken on Mike's trusty muddy water worm pattern. This pattern is heavy, gets down deep, and irresistible. With sore wrists (due to fighting these fish on a 4wt), and a heightened ego, we called it a day
The video/slide show posted below will give you a glimpse of the greatness we had. It shows a few brief pictures of the first lake we fished, followed by this tailwater river. Sorry for the lack of quality. This video was shot on a point and shoot Canon, and edited on a stock editing program. Anyways, hope you enjoy, and tight-lines everyone.
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