Browns & Bows
I introduced Sylvia yesterday to another trout stream where I enjoy floating a dry fly a few times each year. This is a pretty mountain creek at over eight thousand feet in elevation, and I wanted her to see it. We've been doing day trips the last couple of weeks to keep our minds off of my upcoming surgery next week. She's been fantastic, and during this time I discovered just how much of a natural trout hunter she is. Must be some of that Cherokee DNA thing she has running through her veins. She can hear a faint splash made by a trout thirty yards away, and then spot him for me to run a dry fly by his nose. She's really perceptive to their feeding behavior and where they hold within the stream's structure. Yup, I had a fishing guide this day. We lucked out, I must say. While there are plenty of wild brown trout in this creek, the G&F department must have recently stocked this area. We spotted hundreds of trout throughout the day. And they would get excited to see...
