Adios My Friends

The last week or so I have been fortunate to make a few short outings chasing trout before the season closes.  Most falls in the last few years have found me on the salt, but this year has been the return to the sweet water with sweet results.  The colors of fall trout can be magical.  Until next year my finned friends. 

Back to Bows

Being at heart a trout fisherman whenever I get to go trout fishing it feels a bit like coming home.  That is not at all to take away from the other species that I target but trout fishing has evolved into my fishing touchstone.  Over the last few weeks I've gotten out to a place to chase some small wild rainbows.  Its funny how so many of the waters that I fish are predominantly brown trout fisheries.  While I love browns I do miss the bows.  Unfortunately there are not a lot of rainbows in the areas that I typically fish.  Rainbows are a missed fish in my travels.  That being said I did manage to cross paths with some beautiful fish.  Now when can I get out and get more rainbows?  That is the question.