Sunday, November 6, 2011
Out for a spell
It wasnt long before I got my first wild brown. He came from the little break behind the exposed boulder in the photo to the left. He took the Golden oldie.
I was not surprised at all the trees and tree branches down from the October snow.
The stretch I fished is my favorite. It holds many wild browns and the beauty is hard to beat.
I worked up stream and got "more then 4". All took the Golden Oldie. With sun fading away, and cold returning, I made my way back to my car. All the while being thankful to have had the time to get out at this time of year.