When an unexpected day of fishing opened up Monday I planned on making the most of it with another early start. At 6am I could have never guessed how much of a blessing the onslought of tourists plus one little black bear was going to be to my success later in the day.
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LoginThe original plan was to start fishing where I left off last year and spend all day on this beautiful brook trout stream.
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Login After five hours it was time for a break, this is when my plans started changing. Sitting on a rock eating lunch I heard a twig snap behind me in the rhodo.
Thinking it was a squirrel I turned to look and was looking at a young black bear about ten feet away that didn't seem to know I was sitting there. Standing
up and yelling at him seemed to work as he went crashing through the undergrowth on his way up the steep bank but he didn't go far before slowing down
and looking to see what had just yelled at him. With food in my backpack and a bear looking for a snack I decided I'd just hike back out, ride over the
mountain and finish the day on some roadside tourist attraction creeks, it was a Monday there shouldn't be that many people. When I got back to civilization
it looked like the fourth of July with people every where they could possibly park. So I headed down a long ass dirt road far enough that those tourists would
start getting a little scared. Stopped at a bridge over a pretty unimpressive creek and tried my luck.
First fish to hand.
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LoginCaught a few standard issue brookies and then this tank ate the hell out of my dry fly.
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Login Called it a day and went looking for a cold beer. 0:0