The trout season is now open in the mountains and it was good to be out on a turbulent high gradient mountain stream again. I missed fishing these waters since my last venture in the fall. With the move and all that is new in our lives, it was good to be in a familiar, wild place again; the sound of tumbling singing once again to my soul.
|my spring favorite - bluets|
I was up very early to fish the first few hours of daylight for one primary reason, to avoid the black flies. In the open areas of the forest the bluets were out in force with the occasional white trillium.
Fishing so early in the morning with the high waters of spring meant the dry fly wasn't going to be that productive but I still tried for a little before I resorted to the Ausable Ugly. The version with a orange hot spot found a few willing takers in the early hours.
By the time the sun's rays were filtering through the forest, I was off the stream and on my way home thanking for a couple hours of peace and quite that were relatively bug free.