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My Sweet Summer is Gone

All winter I look forward to summer for camping and warm weather fly fishing. Pretty much every weekend was filled with one of the two or both. I had planned on posting about every trip, but between printing and shipping t-shirts, tying flies, and the trips themselves, there just wasn’t enough time! So here is a bunch of photos from the summer. Stay Fly.

Jason starts off the Summer with a nice bow and his Colorado hat.

Vinny catching one on the fly.

About a million bluegills were caught that day.

Nice hike with the family.

Jason with a little brown in his Trout Names Trucker.

Vinny showing off a stocker at Hahn’s Peak Lake.

Early morning bow.

Breakfast is ready.

Nice cutt in the Grand Mesa.

Girls fish too!

Bringing local brew to the mountains.

A boy and his brookie.

Tangled up beaver pond bow.

Big bows live in Spinney Mountain.

Jimmy posing in front of his grandpa’s camo pop-up.

Sweet looking brookie.

Shiny little brown.

The Ark.

Small creeks and glass rods are a blast.

This dude looks like he was hand-painted.

Camp nachos.

Pajama fishing. To infinity and beyond!

Beer. It’s what’s for breakfast.

Campfire carving.

Rainbows on a sunny day.

A little whiskey by the fire.

Get that fire going.

Ending the summer on some hoppers!

Now it’s time for some fall fishing. Peace out summer.

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Free Camping, Fly Tying and Fly Fishing

The weekend before last we packed up the kids and dogs and decided to camp somewhere we had never been. We drove up north past the quaint little town of Granby to Denver Creek Campground. When we arrived we weren’t that impressed so we decided to head up a forest road and find a free spot in the national forest. And boy did we find something good! This spot had a nice fire ring, some logs that were perfect for tables and a noisy little stream just down the hill to lull us to sleep at night. Camping in the forest as opposed to a paid campground is the way to go. The dogs can roam free and there’s not a soul around. Here are some shots from the trip. Stay Fly.

No leash necessary. This dude loves to run.

This little creek flowed about 50 yards away from our tent. No luck fishing here but we did have some luck at the bigger creek down the road.

Mountain sunsets can be pretty amazing.

Tying up some bugs at the campfire with my Colorado Cap and my Colorado brew …

…and the finished products.

Fly fishing lessons.

Nice little brookies in Willow Creek. This muchacho has a Troutstache.

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Camping on the Conejos

Checking Out The Conejos

Over the weekend the family and I went down south to meet my dad and his girlfriend for some camping and some fly fishing. Last year we had a great time camping right off the Conejos River so we decided to repeat. This year, like last, we had some rain showers which were nice for keeping the temperature down, but did limit the time on the water. In the morning before the rains came there were some pretty nice Green Drake hatches. Funny thing is that I didn’t catch a thing during those hatches! I couldn’t set a hook to save my life. I had a ton of strikes over the weekend but I was only able to bring one into my net, and that was at dusk right when the rain stopped with very few bugs on the water. Here are some pictures from the trip. Stay fly.

Checking out the river with my Trout Names shirt and blue hat.

View of the river from above.

Tying up some bugs at the campsite.

My dad’s sweet camo popup tent. He did that himself!

Having a brew on the river.

The only fish landed all weekend.

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Monarch Park Camping

Two weekends ago we packed up and met my up with my dad again for another camping trip. This time we went up near Salida to Monarch Park Campground. This beautiful campground was near the top of Monarch Pass and had an elevation of over 10,000 feet!

That weekend was my son Vinny’s birthday and so what better gift than a fly rod and a vest. He was thrilled and couldn’t wait to try it out on the nearby creek and beaver ponds.

After we set up camp we headed down to the beaver ponds to see if we could catch a few. It was pretty slow going and I managed a couple, but Vinny didn’t get anything.

The next day we took a pretty rough road up to Boss Lake. It was about a 2 mile trip up some pretty rough terrain, but after moving a tree out of the road and battling the rocks on the road we made it. And the view of the lake was amazing. I managed to catch one little greenback cutt, but sadly Vinny wasn’t able to set the hook on is one opportunity.

Vinny very badly wanted to catch something on his new fly rod, so after getting back from Boss Lake and chilling at the camp site for a while we made our way back over to the beaver ponds. I am glad to say that this story had a happy ending. Vinny got his first trout on the fly rod!

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Native Lake Trip

My buddy Esteban and I decided we wanted to do a backpack trip and since I love fly fishing, I found us a place that we could hike to and also get some fly fishing in. I chose Native Lake which is near Leadville, Colorado. It has an elevation of 11,293 feet and is home to brook trout and greenback cutthroat trout. This lake was very beautiful, but too shallow along the edges to be able to catch any fish. We saw a couple jumping in the middle, but without a canoe or belly boat there was no way to cast to them. I only caught two fish, one in the creek entering the lake and one in the creek leaving the lake. Here are some pictures from the trip.

Trailhead.

Little stream flowing down the mountain.

Esteban with Mount Massive in the background.

Me with Mount Massive in the background.

Native Lake from above. The most difficult part of the hike was from the trailhead to this point. From here to the lake was all downhill and much easier.

Here’s the part where I show you a bunch of different pictures of the lake. Make sure to check out the lake at sunset. Very pretty.

The Lake

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Our beer cooler.

Wait, where are the fish?

Here is the brook trout I caught in the creek that leads into the lake. The little guy squirted out of my hands as Esteban took the shot.

There is another lake, Rainbow Lake, we decided to hike up to and see if we could catch something.

Looking back away from Rainbow Lake.

Esteban found some snow. Thankfully we didn’t run into any polar bears.

I’m not sure why I am smiling because it was quite windy up there and I wasn’t able to cast out far enough to reach any fish.

I had a great time roughing it high up in the mountains. I would have loved to hook up with more fish but it was still a nice little adventure.

Catch ya later, Native Lake.

Oh, you might be wondering about the other fish I caught. He was a nice little greenback cutthroat trout. I didn’t get any pictures of him, but Esteban got it on video and I haven’t had a chance to upload yet. I’ll post the video once I get it ready. Stay fly.