Though the fish were small I found myself drawn to the entire birthday/years of life theme that I'd experienced the previous week and before I knew it I succumbed to the intense desire to catch as many fish as years I've spent on earth in this mortal state. I almost managed to do it entirely with cutthroats but near the end landed a small bull trout. The first photo is from there and though the fish were small, their hearts were eager as they did their best to help me fulfill my goal for the day. Renegade was the ticket.
We then spent two days at Mad Lake and found the fish there quite cooperative. Brian had refreshed himself with his trailside, no make that across the trail nap, so he rigged his cast-a-bubble and fly and enjoyed those two days. We had fish cooked on the fire with garlic powder, salt, pepper, dehydrated onion inside, lime juice and butter flavored PAM to keep it from sticking. Wrap in foil and cook on the coals--delicious!
The last night was spent at Two Little Lakes (Lake Josephine & Lake Ann) that were beautiful lakes that had bigger cutthroats. I caught the biggest backcountry fish I have seen and had another evening meal of fish with eager scouts jostling for their share.
We traveled 29 miles on foot and had a great time. I love being scoutmaster!