I'm fortunate to live within driving distance of the Sierras--home of some of the most incredible mountains and streams anywhere. And it felt like forever waiting for a time to get back up to altitude to do some serious stream and creek fishing. It finally happened yesterday. The day started something like this:



And then turned to periods of this: (that's hail!)



But between the breaks in hail, rain, and thunder, the rewards can't get any better:



And they just kept coming:



I don't know about you, but it doesn't matter about size and numbers when the fish are this flat out gorgeous. And yeah, I'll be honest, it was a really good day because there were a lot of fish, but what made it even better... every single one was on a dry. Hot dog, this is fun!

I sure am glad summer is just getting started!

John