Back to back weekends in this place, what was I thinking? Left home at 5am to get an early start on what I hoped would be a very productive fishing day. First, I wanted to hit up some skinny water where I had spooked some nice sized redeye last year. Where I wanted to wade was blocked by a family and their rock chucking. So I opted to fish downstream. It was slow. Maybe the super moon had something to do with it? After a couple of missed hooksets and LDRs, I finally caught a Bama brookie. This redeye was one of the bluest I have ever caught.
Caught him out of the pool above the rock dam
I couldn't move anymore fish, so I decided to hike back out to the trail and walk up a ways to get to some better water. I followed the trail for about a mile and a half and I seemed to just keep moving further and higher from the water.
I did find a cool cave
And some ripe blackberries
And came across a nice rocky field at the top of the mountain...
At this point, I decided to check out some scenery and make my way to the crappy hike to meet up with some buddies that were fishing in the area today as well.
Found the other guys working back to the trailhead and since they were working downstream, I decided to see if I could pick up any scraps they left upstream.
Found several small mayflies coming off, but I still couldn't get any topwater love.
As I came to this pool I decided I was going to catch a fish from it, so I just kept casting until I did.
After about the 27th time I said, "last cast," my persistence paid off.
Man these fish are something special.
Thanked the little guy for making my hike down worthwhile and sent him back to the drink.
This was the only fly of the 3 or 4 different ones I tried that got any love.
As always, the scenery is worthwhile....
Another cave
Supposedly this is the base of the chair lift that used to be there.
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