Oftentimes before venturing into the great unknown I worry about something bad happening and nobody knowing where to look for me. I sent Brevitz a quick text before I started just so that they would know where to start searching should not show up for dinner.
Shortly after texting Nick I rode my bike down to my starting point and locked it up to a sign post before making my descent into the lush valley. I was excited to see what the next 4-6 hours lay in store.
I cast my streamer into the deep spot next to the bank. Numerous trout tried to chase it down until one of the mightiest of them clamped his jaws onto it after which a fight ensued.
By the time I reached this bend the rising had ceased and I figured it was time to test out my latest creation. I call it the Pink Squirrel Leech.
What a champ the Pink Squirrel Leech turned out to be.
On my way home I received a call from Micah and Drew. They were on their way home from a day of fishing and invited me to come to a barbecue at Micah's place. It was fun way to debrief with friends after a day on the water. If you still want to read more about fly fishing check out the blog that Micah and his wife Abigail have created. You can find them at The Driftless Flyer.