Monday, September 10, 2012

Trip to Denver, read: "scrambling/out of my element"







A college buddy that resides in Denver is tying the knot this week and we had planned for months to make a quick trip out there and bring the kids (me assuming I wouldn't be fishing).  Unsurprisingly a week before we leave my wife decides to not bring the kids, giving us a couple half days to mess around (fishing?).

Over the years I had accumulated a growing collection of trout flies that rarely if ever got used, so I had donated them to Project Healing Waters a few months back.  This coupled with the new developments (changes) in our trip led me to feverishly tying the last couple days. 

I've fished a ton but never legitimately for trout in the west (this is my first trip to CO).  Hence the box full of streamers, handful of Utah Killer Bugs and random attractor nymphs/hoppers.  Obviously this bass/urban fly fisherman is going to be out of his element.

Honestly if I fish a few hours and stick a tiny trout I'll consider it mission accomplished.

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