Work can Wait

I have been thinking about it all summer, so I just decided to go and hit my favorite stream, work could wait. This was the place where my Grandpa taught me to fly fish. It was a beautiful day; the fish were taking hoppers and caddis, no other anglers in sight. It was just me and my Colorado River Cutts.

End of Summer Camping

Since the boys start school next week I thought that we should get out to the Unitas for an over-nighter. The weather was wonderful and the night was brisk. The fishing was fast for multiple small species. I even managed to get a couple of Grayling. For the boys the highlight of the trip was playing on the Island in Washington Lake. (They also loved burning sticks in the fire and the catching the Garter Snake)