Spence and I took the afternoon to spend together the best way we know how - which is hiking up through a mountain stream fishing dry flies to wild rainbows. There is not many other places I know of with wild rainbows, so this stream is very special. In addition, it has one of the coolest, most picturesque streams I've fished.
I knew the trip was going to be special when we walked to the first big plunge pool and scared a bear from taking an afternoon drink right out of the place I wanted to fish!
Wild rainbow fishing (think brookies) is exactly what you want when you dont fish as much as you want. The fish were not selective and happily ate a decently presented dry fly. No match the hatch, techinical Euro nymphing, micro drag, etc, etc. Just happy hungry trout in a beautiful setting. Stealth and an accurate cast was all you needed. We only took one little 3 wt and I found it more fun watching Spence fish then I did myself. Plus its loads of fun busting on each other after missing a fish, which happens often when the little 4" fish tried eating a bug that is bigger then his mouth.
Later the at evening, my father-in-law and I took Jack back to the bottom of this creek that held some stocked trout. I had a more difficult time catching a trout that clearly had no idea what I was trying to pass off as food, but alas I triumphed. And a happy 3 year old was the winner!
