I assured him that it wasn't if we stayed a bit closer to home and he asked if we could go fish his favorite bit of stream. Fine by me! So we quickly loaded up and headed out. The stream was somewhat off color, but the flows were decent and I was sure we could find a few trout. Once I got Atley rigged and pointed in the right direction I worked on setting my own rod up. After a few tangles, and a bit of frustration, the boy came through.
|I nice way to get the skunk off, with a native|
|The joy on his face comes from catching and landing this fish while I had my back turned|
|This fish is going to turn into a real nice one by the end of the season|