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Started by rbaileydav, November 22, 2011, 01:26:56 AM
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On our last visit, I had been telling you about my fishing trip into the backcountry of the Little Yosemite Valley and describing how I had managed to survive the hike and had even managed to catch a few fish the very first afternoon. So after all of the hiking and the fishing it is no surprise that I fell into a deep dreamless sleep content and happy with the world.
I woke to the sound of two of my three tent mates, through hikers who were on a 50 mile circular dash around the Yosemite back country, stirring to get their stuff packed so they could grab a quick breakfast and be off on another 10 or 12 mile stroll. I giggled to myself thinking that I could just roll back over and go back to sleep for a while and that all I had to do for the next two days was fish, rest and maybe fish some more ........ and oh yeah smoke a cigar and have a sip of bourbon while watching the wonderful scenery of Yosemite change color and texture with the various different phases of the day's light. As I rolled over to go back to sleep, I flexed my legs and was mildly surprised that I wasn't even all that sore. I dozed and drifted through a couple dreams of rising fish until the breakfast bell stirred me from my warm bed and sent me out to start my day.
We had decided to fish the Tuolumne River today, hoping to hike back to some of the beautiful water we had seen in yesterday's travels. But during the course of my studying the big map on the wall of the breakfast tent I saw a small blue dot of a lake that looked like it might be close enough for my fat ass to hike into. I asked a couple of the kids who worked there about it and they couldn't tell me anything about it......... which either meant it was a gold mine waiting to be found ....... or a bust. Well as any avid backcountry blue line angler can tell you ........ That kind of question just has to be answered. So the first order of business for the day was to find the lake. We walked slowly and peacefully, enjoying the feeling of walking without the additional weight of our packs and stretching out slightly stiff and sore legs. We thought we were lost a time or two but suddenly we rounded a bend in the trail and this lovely jewel of a lake was nestled into the curve of the valley before us. I stood for a while just letting the majesty of the scenery seep into my soul.
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Once again I woke rested, content and ready for a long full day of fishing. Today's plan called for us to fish up the small stream near camp as far as we could and really explore this little jewel. We headed out up a canyon filled with rushing white water falls and clear deep emerald pools. Fishing was great but the star of the morning was the scenic view around us. Scenic would be a gross understatement, gorgeous was still an understatement and the best way I can share it is with these pictures.
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As always, excellent writing and even better pics. Thanks for sharing Dick.
You need to write a book bd;0
Always good to see that bluelining is alive in different parts of the world. I enjoyed the heck outta this report, much like the others. Keep them coming!
Nice. Thanks for posting
Hell of a trip! Great report!
Good stuff, man. Real good stuff. I enjoy reading these every time. bd;0
Good stuff as always Dick 0:0
I enjoyed that!
Nice work DD. Of all the places and mountains I've spent time in the Sierras are still my favorite. They are unrivaled for good weather and scenery. I'd like to spend one more evening watching the sun set and the alpine glow that takes place right before dark. If you get ready to go back and chase goldens let me know, I have some suggestions that might help you get started.