The power lines from upstream.
We were fishing sinking lines with small clouser minnows. I had a few tentative hits but no real good hooks for quite a while. Then I caught a chub. Woot.
A nice shot of Dave intently working the waters.
We were leapfrogging each other working our way up the river. At one point I lost the clouser to a tree and put on this chartreuse and orange thing a local guide had cooked up. I immediately caught another chub. Woot.
Dave is still intent on the water. No fish yet BTW.
Eventually I took a break and Dave caught a small chub. Right after that he caught another only this one looked a bit different.
Dave proudly displaying his brown trout.
I had heard a rumor that trout had been stocked this past year but I had never caught one here, nor had anyone else I ever talked to.
It was a pretty day despite being a bit chilly and overcast. Afterwards we headed back to town and had a nice lunch of fish and chips washed down with some Grittys Halloween Ale. I can't complain.