Justin and I both had a day off together so we cruised up to Stanley, about a 45min drive up the highway to do some fishing. He wanted to try this spot out he had scoped out last time he was up there. Off we went, I trailed behind him, my truck is a bit slow going up these mountains roads. We stop at the market to grab some snacks and drinks, Yerba maté have become my favorite so I grab 2. The fishing spot is right up the road near a dispersed camp site. What a beauty of a spot. It’s way down the hill off some rock flats, we couldn’t ask for a better day. We hike down this loose gravel/dirt cliff, cross over to the little island and start casting. Just lands 4 fish within 15 min. 3 rainbow trout and 1 bull trout, it took me a couple hours to land 1 rainbow. Fly fishing is tricky and I still have so much to learn, using the correct flies, casting properly. It truly is an art and is so beautiful when done right. But I landed my first trout and was so excited, we both compare it to surfing, a quick rush. But the fish are beautiful out here, so many colors and spots, and for how small they can be, they put up a good fight. I think flounder picked out 20 rocks from the river, he was having a great time too. Afterwards we celebrated with some pizza up in Stanley, made some calls to our family then headed down to bull trout lake. It was late in the day but we wanted to check that out for our next adventure.
We’ve had earthquakes almost everyday, Travis and I were out in the meadow one afternoon and everything just started shaking, we heard a Little Rock slide behind us up in the mountains. It’s pretty unsettling feeling the earth beneath me shake and shake around, it’s unlike anything I’ve ever felt before.
till next time!
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