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Trout Everywhere Now Live in Fear of Me

After years of wanting to learn to flyfish I finally had the chance to go yesterday with a friend of mine, Brian Harper.  We headed up to Lost Lake at Larrabee State Park, which is about a 4.6 mile hike in.

View from the Sourthern End of Lost Lake

We ended up crawling, slithering, and jumping to that floating island you see out in the water.  There was a log that was sticking out from the shore on the left and we were able to make our way to the “island” where we spent a little over 4.5 hours trying our hand at the fishing.

Man, this is too much fun!

Giving it a go.  I am sure my technique was all wrong my skill at acting (thinking like a fly) were all off, but it was a great time.

Hey, I must be a natural at this.

With this first catch, I think I became hooked.  Now I have to go out and get the gear… (yikes)

There were a lot of similarities to sailing (another one of my favorite past times).  Essentially you are trying to deal with as many variables as possible to ensure the best possible outcome.  I was trying to correlate the change in wind patterns, change in temperatures and intensity of sunlight with fish activity and location.  The tracking spreadsheets I could have fun with…  This doesn’t even take into account; types of fly, sinking vs floating line, type of leeder, weight of the rod.

Oh, I am going to have a great time.