Top of the Morning
Sylvia and I decided during a dinner conversation last night to get up early this morning and check out the mountain's stream flows, and also some forest sites. Yeah, I did bring a rod with me. You know. Just in case we see a riser or two. Early morning temps were cool with a bright blue sky. The first stream we visited had perfect water flows. I floated a black beetle through a honey hole of mine and was kind of surprised when I came up empty. After finding no luck, I went upstream to see how Sylvia was doing. She had a big smile on her face, and pointed up to where she saw an eagle landing in the top of a tree above her. She then blurted out an "oooh" and pointed to ripples in the water from a splash made by a trout. Yup, my fly then landed there quickly, and I had my first trout of the day. A cute baby brown trout about four inches long. So you know, I don't care what size my first trout in the net is on any given day. It's always a hero trout, and qualifies me...
