Flyfishing With Dad

Dad was out for a visit this week and we managed a beautiful day in the high country casting dry flies on a pair of lakes that brought us enough trout that we were unable to keep count of them all. Nice rainbows and numerous colorful brook trout kept us happily fishing and enjoying the crisp fall air in the snowy range. I was able to finally land my first splake this season as well. The aspens were changing and the sky was clear and blue the entire day. I can't think of a better way to spend a day than fishing with Dad.