It rained the entire weekend here in Missoula. We didn’t see blue sky until Monday afternoon. However the fishing was great. We found some fish and some bugs. The streamer bite wasn’t too shabby either.
We all caught some nice fish and saw some big orange hummingbird sized bugs flying around. It was exciting to watch those huge bugs crash land on the water.
Big Bug Eater.
Bigger fish eater… Lesson learned. Never throw streamers with 3x. You never know what you might hook into.
The Zen nympher gettin it done.
Bugs are here and more are on their way. The fish are starting to look up and the days are still getting longer. Floating tomorrow. Life is good.
“It’s pretty amazing living somewhere where other people get to come on their vacations”
It’s too easy to forget where I call home. Talking fishing over a Summer Honey with a buddy, I was reminded of that. I am also reminded every time someone comes into town that I get the chance to fish with. Showing someone my favorite reasons of why I live here is like getting a fresh look around. It’s like seeing these mountains, rivers, fish, and animals for the first time again. It’s as much of a vacation for me as it is for them.
That’s just another reason why I love summer in Montana so much. Getting the chance to not only see friends and family but to share this place with them.
Sometimes its too easy to forget that I am fortunate enough to call this beautiful place home. When work is long, money is short, and getting caught up in the little things is far too easy. Thankfully I get the chance to see it all with fresh eyes every time I get the opportunity to share it with someone else. And I am very lucky for that to be the case.
Over the past two weeks Stan and I have had friends and family come into town. Stan’s great friends Dan and Shannon from high school stopped in Missoula on their trip across the country. Daniel had never fly fished and getting the chance to row him down the Missouri while Stan put him on fish after fish was a blast.
Dan’s first fish on a fly rod. I don’t think I caught a fish like that for a few years at least.
It was like he had been doing it for years.
We were blown away by the size of this whitefish. As usual… The photo doesn’t do it justice.
The following week my cousin Austin came up for a few days from North Carolina. We have had the chance to fish all over the country and Canada together, but this was the first time he had come out to visit since I have been living in Montana. Austin said he hadn’t picked up a fly rod in over a year, but he didn’t seem to miss a beat.
All the water was high and off color. But the fish seemed to cooperate. which was very considerate of them because we only had two days to get it done.
We didn’t even get out of town before Austin was sticking some solid fish.
Thanks to Dan, Shannon, and Austin for coming to visit and showing me how lucky I am to live here. Getting the chance to share this place is like I get to see it all for the first time again. So please do me a favor, come visit, and ask to be shown around.
Happy Memorial Day. I hope that everyone will take a moment away from fishing, grilling burgers, and time on the boat to just think about all of the great sacrifices that have been made for this country.
A huge FCFT thanks goes out to all of our past and current service men and women.
So have a great Memorial day. Catch big fish, eat the perfect burger, and enjoy.
We are heading out the door to go try and fool some hopefully hungry trout. Wearing thermals and rain jackets this morning sure doesn’t make it feel like summer.
With a long weekend coming up I hope everyone is planning on getting on the water.
Here are a few fish to hold you over for the last hours of the work week.
I know that one was more than a face… But its a good looking fish. So it’s allowed.
Happy Memorial Day.
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