Can you believe my youngest daughter has been married over a year and I hadn't taken my new son-in-law fishing yet? Another parental deficiency that was remedied on this trip to Utah.
I met Melinda and Taylor in Provo, and after a stop at McD's for the #6 meal to ensure a successful day fishing, we headed up the canyons to a couple headwater streams in the Wasatch Mountains. I'd been there previously with the girls on one of our many Utah trips and had particularly fond memories of this tiny stream that meandered through an open, grassy valley, and was full of small and willing tiger and cutthroat trout. A great place for your first crack at flyfishing.
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One of my happy places |
Mel showed Taylor the ropes while I figured out which fly was most liked by the fish today. Turks tarantula was the ticket that brought many small cutthroat and tiger trout to hand. With a little coaching (or despite the coaching?) Taylor got his first fish on the fly, a little tiger trout.
Then we took turns for the next couple hours, laughing at all the fish we missed, getting some to hand, and just enjoying the beautiful scenery. I can't think of a more lovely way to spend a day!
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We found more cutts than tigers this time |
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