I ventured out alone which is something I have not done in a while. I was in need of a little soul searching anyway, so it worked out just fine. The mornings have been very cold in the canyons as the mid-fall sun only spends a bit of time warming the water. I opted for a later start than usual and showed up on the water about 9, but even then I did not see a fish until about 12. I took my time and pretty soon the catching started to pick up. A few nice fish made it to the net in the afternoon, but I missed the hook set on a bruiser that would have stretched 18 or 19. Most of the fish came on the top, but gone are the days of aggressive, splashy takes. Instead fish are rising and almost slurping the fly out of the film and unless you’re paying attention, you might miss the whole scene. I am hoping to squeeze in a few more trips before the days get too cold and short and I’m stuck in town trying to tease a carp out of an urban pond.
Ummm, Ben? What does that watchband say?
I actually had to look twice myself. It says FORESTER…I swear.
Ben
Big browns up top in late October? You’re living right! Don’t those browns know what else they should be doing this time of year?
Thanks Kirk. I’ve been lucky to say the least.
Ben
I’m with Kirk, too bad our Browns spawn at Thanksgiving.
Looks like a good trip Ben, thanks for the invite. Our deer hunt was less than stellar.
I admire your perseverence. The sad thing is that these days I would rather hear the running water of a creek than stare through a pair of binoculars. I’m sure I’ll come back around though. I enjoyed your recent photos from Utah.
Ben
I enjoyed this post a lot. I’m always surprised at what Arizona has to offer. I fished a beautiful Arizona lake years ago in the Southeast corner of the state that I’d really like to discover again.