Memorial day is a great day to honor those that have fought for our countries freedom, to do what we want, like fly fish.  I woke up thinking about the men and women that have given there lives for my freedom. I though what better way to honor their legacy then to go and take advantage of the land they fought so hard to protect. 7 am found me knee deep in the Lower Provo River targeting only large rainbows and browns in a popular spot named after a famous vacuum. The morning started off quick as a 21 inch brown slammed my over-sized playboy bunny on my second cast. It fought great and tried to bull dog me up river, but I wasn’t using 12 test for nothing.

On my very next cast I got a strike, but the fish seemed to fight differently than a normal trout. It wasn’t very fast and it would only try and dive.  As I got it to the shore, I saw the markings of a perch and thought how in the world did a perch get that streamer in it mouth? But as got a better look, I noticed it was a feisty little Walleye. WOW! That was a surprise. Its not everyday that you get the chance for a Walleye to bite a fly on a Walleye lake let alone on the Lower Provo River. I was pretty excited for the rest of the morning.  I landed a few other trout, but nothing could top the surprise of the day.