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Straight up over the mountain, instead of around it, was a good choice. Besides just being back in an area that I love, it also gave us an opportunity to see several deer (including one nice buck with an interesting rack) and some awesome country. However, no amount of aesthetics would keep us from the business at hand, hitting one of my favorite streams. Once at the stream I remembered exactly how cold that water was! Wet wading isn't that great in the early morning. 

I love the color of the water here

With numbing feet we made our way upstream casting to likely spots and fooling some small browns with our Prince Nymph droppers.

Managed to catch this little guy. Ross is back there working out one of the few tangles he had today.

One of the nicer fish

We kept with the program, hoping that the fish would start coming up as the day warmed, when we caught up with another angler. This has only happened a few times on this stream so it seemed a bit odd, but no big deal, we'll just hop out and keep some space between us. We started hiking still further up stream when we came upon three more anglers...still, no big deal, right? Then we saw another angler heading back toward us. Time to relocate and hope that the whole stream isn't like this. Luckily, it wasn't. In fact, there wasn't another angler in the many miles of stream that are easily accessible. They must've thought we needed some company. Or maybe they knew that the fishing would be much faster at our new location. Ross and I both were quickly into fish and it became apparent that the other anglers had done us a huge favor by motivating the relocation.

This guy caught a bunch of fish

A bunch

Lots of fish were taken with the Chubby Chernobyl and while none of them were big, they did make for a fun day. Ross had his best day of fishing yet and it was great watching him rockin' it on one of my favorite streams. Hope you can get out there, be safe, and enjoy the water.

- Kidder

A few conflicting currents here

If you can't be happy catching fish with this backdrop, you need to re-evaluate your life.

Blown

Could not believe how strong the wind was yesterday!  Must be crazy for going fishing in it, but my Sister's family came down for the afternoon, and, well, you know....

We decided to head over to Gunnison Res. to, hopefully, hook into a few carp.  In the past we've had no problem with drowning a worm and having good action here.  Unfortunately it just wasn't in the cards for the baiters.  Luckily, I had my flyrod and managed to catch my first 'Urban Bonefish' on a flyrod.  The little guy (as far as carp go) took a flashback pheasant tail that I was fishing on a slow retrieve.

On the short ride back to our house a couple of rabbits crossed the road, so we stopped to take a look.  Once I stepped out of our truck I could hear the air escaping one of the tires.  So the short ride went a little quicker than usual so I could throw the spare on in the comfort of my garage.  Made it back in time, and once I figured out how to lower the spare tire (Had to tighten the mechanism, then loosen.  I guess I should've known that...)  managed to get the spare on in no time.  BIL Zach was a huge help, so nice to have a hand.  After dinner, our guests decided to head on down the road to continue their Southern Utah vacation.  In the morning we get the call asking if Zach's wallet was at our house.  After an extensive search of the house and truck my sister's family was back to take a ride back down to Gunnison Res. to see if it was still down there.  Yeah, my rods were still in the truck, so of course I fished some more.

This guy hit a prince nymph.

Another small one, but at least I was catching fish.

Half expected him to start talking like Vincent Price.

That's basically just a Hare's Ear that
I tied with green ice dubbing.  First fish I've ever caught with it.

Nice lips

 Managed to have some good success fishing, but didn't ever come across the wallet.  If you're down this way and come across it I'm sure he'd like it back.  Hopefully the wind hasn't kept you at home.

Quite the rudder they've got!