Posts tagged Brown Trout

There is something special about living in Utah that I really hadn’t noticed until now. It had always been part of my life so I never really took the time to notice it or realize why it makes me do the things I do. So here it is; The thing that makes this state so special is the array of unique opportunities it offers to the person with an adventurous spirit. Take me for example, fall means big game hunting and bird hunting, but it also means fall mtn biking, big browns, four wheeling and climbing mtns. Then comes winter, my mind instantly changes to deep powder, top water midges, ice fishing, and snowmobiling. As the snow melts and spring shows it self, so does my need for top water BWO fishing, mtn biking, moab, jeepin, running rivers, turkeys, ice off trout, and exploring mtns with my quad.  Then it heats up and so does my soul for adventure, I am overcome by the need for excitement. Camping, fly fishing, biking, climbing, boating, back country hiking, lakes, rivers, whatever!!! Then August arrives again with a need to bow hunt…So I guess what I am trying to show is that with the seasons Utah changes me into whatever opportunity it shows itself.

So back to the post. I have been pretty occupied with hunting this fall, (more than ever in fact) but I had an itch that wouldn’t go away. I knew it was time to chase big browns with big ugly flies…So just like any addiction, I gave in and spent a few hours after work trying to shake the rust off. It was a beautiful fall day, you know the ones you don’t want in the spring…I had the river to myself and I couldn’t be any happier to be out on a familiar water. The browns after a few terrible missed hook sets, gave me a break and started to play along. In fact it was one of those days that you wished you invited your friend who never really has that good of luck, but you constantly are telling him how good it was, even though he can’t believe it. You know those days? But maybe the reason it was such a good day was because I didn’t have anyone tagging along? Who knows and really I don’t care…It was what I needed to fix my itch and to renew my respect with a part of a river that I hold very close.

 Utah is a perfect place for me.

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