Catch and Keep 2012

No way can I take the crowds. The Sat/Sunday stuff is too much. Spent those days with the boys, and with family/friends. Saturday tried to get the older guy into some trout but interest waned quickly. At this point they'd rather wade, throw rocks, etc. Installing a tradition of going during the week following the opener weekend to chase down a harvest. This works well. Kids at school. No one else on the water so poor social skills by me are not a factor.

Steep drop to this stream. Saw two whitetails on the way in and they raced the car a bit. To bookend that, two dogs raced me on the way home. Had to drive in the ditch to avoid crushing one of them. But anyway, the deep valley killed the wind. And my worry about dropping temps was as usual unfounded and it was all fine. Fish came as they normally do... same skinny water and same nymphs. Had a limit in very short order but stopped at four so I could fish a bit up to lunch time. Overall supposed I fished 930 to 1230. Then slowly worked my way up and out. Stopped to dig some ramps. Used an old bone as a digging stick. Some small fish. Couple too big too keep. One with a nice deep-set jaw.



HAPT
That stands for Hard Ass PT. 2x heavy scud hook and heavy bead. Also hard ass because bragging rights re tied from one material only.

Not a bad place to take a break around 11 AM on a Monday.




Heavy creel. Good thing. 20 minutes from my house all this played out and it should leave a guy feeling pretty good for a while.


"Well did he love garlic, onions, and eke leeks, and for to drinken strong wine, red as blood." - G.C., Cantebury Tales

As quoted from the monastery soup book I'm using at this exact moment to make potato leek soup.