Gila & Apache
A fishing trip down in Gila country and then across the border into Arizona is a pretty nice road trip. I met Steve on Monday in a tiny mountain village, checked into our motel, and then we jumped into Steve's new Grand Cherokee to go fishing...for Gila trout. While the landscapes and canyon stream were an absolute joy to roam through, the trout just were not interested in anything we threw at them. We didn't actually see but a few trout. And nothing slid into our nets. Second day was a different story. For some reason the trout came out of their hidy holes and were more active than yesterday. The result? We landed that rare, special Gila trout into our nets. It was a good day. However, they were still gun shy of a dry fly floating towards them. I found a nice long pool under a tree with about a dozen trout swimming about, and I must have sat in the same spot for two hours trying to find a dry fly they would eat. I went through match-the-hatch flies, stimulators, and then I fin...
