It's Not the Size of the Fish in the Fight...

...it's the size of the fight in the fish.  

What the hell was this guy thinking?  What was the outcome he was hoping for?

Goodwin Ponds

One of my best friends is from a ranching family.  They have 17,000 acres in CA.  A conservation agency came through and built some ponds from the existing stream and stocked it.  With little to no pressure, the fish get huge and they are plenty.

No beasts were landed today, but we had a blast.  Sister-in-law was fair game for the trip out too, so she scored some major points.

We occasionally get to ride the ATVs in cutting the travel time down substantially.  Looks like an advertisement.

 Wash the thing off, before you snap a shot.  Geez.

 Taylor with a healthy bow.

 Taylor with a healthy baby bow.

 

A little brown.  Notice how spaced out the spots are compared to the Truckee.

 

 My sis-in-law Katie.  Did great and kept a good attitude.  Caught a few.  Played a prank on her where I pretended to lose my wedding ring in the calf-deep mud and sent her looking for it.  Hilarious.

She's happily married gents, sorry.

Truckee Time in 2010

 Belly of jelly.

 Spooked his big brother, got the little brother as a consolation prize.

 I told Brandon,"the most important thing in this stretch is to stay low."  Wow.  To avoid an argument about his listening skills later, I snapped this.  Strangely, he didn't catch anything.

 Lil brownie on your Sunday.

 I think this is my friend Joe Day.  Great dude, great musician, and great sport about fishing the river when it was freezing.

Chaser.

 Long shot.

Darkness.

 Love this river.

This is from the Truckee River. No lie.

Don't know the guy, but he's a local angling celeb now. Caught at 1pm during 100 degree weather last week. 32" on a 5 wt fly rod. In its stomach they found a pigeon, a bike tire and the redevelopment plans for downtown Reno. Okay, I made up the last sentence, but the rest is true.