Sunday wasn't a classic example of great fishing conditions, but it was my only chance to get out, so I took a little drive and did some exploring in an area I enjoy.
At first, the sky was overcast, but it wasn't raining. Within 20 minutes of leaving my truck, it was pouring and I was soaked. It rained pretty hard for awhile, but calmed to a steady shower and stayed that way most of the day.
Already wet, I saw no reason to stop fishing.
Exploring was the main purpose of my trip, but visiting a couple of familiar spots was also on the menu. The usual haunts provided a few small brookies and a cutthroat, all of which were pretty colorful.
Needing a break, I went back to the truck for a bite to eat and a change of clothes before setting off for some exploration. My original plan wasn't looking too great with the weather, so I went from memory and lots of map-gazing to find a couple of small ponds.
The first was a pond I checked on about 4 years ago. Though it was very shallow and I never caught anything from it, I recalled seeing a ripple on the water and it has eaten at me ever since.
Upon my return, I realized that it really was too shallow and that any ripples I saw must have been from a muskrat or small beaver. Nice looking place though.
Next on the agenda was to try and find a really small spot in thick timber. It actually took a long time to find without my GPS or knowledge of any trails to it. As is usually the case when I leave my GPS at home, I ended up hiking way too far back and way too high.
Eventually, I realized where I'd gone wrong and found my way to a rock slide that I knew I could follow down to the lake.
What a sight! Even better, as I was making my way down to the water, the surface parted for a rising brookie.
As small as it was, it was still pretty deep. There was no inflow or outflow above ground and the water was very cold. .
The fishing was actually pretty difficult and I was only able to bring in one mid sized brookie. It was just good to catch something there at all, let alone taking in the beauty of such a place.
The rain even let up for a short while. It was still getting late though and I needed to get out of there. Naturally, I found a good trail from the lake all the way back to my truck which I'll be glad to use next time.
Happy Fishing, Humans.