There was a fresh covering of snow outside when I got up today, so I thought it would be a good day to go fishing. I pedaled the 3.8 miles to the boat ramp, and arrived about 1 pm. After a half dozen disinterested casts into the churn, I waded over to the spot I'd caught three of them on Friday, the first cast there yielded the first fish of the day, a chubby little trout.
Fishing in a winter wonderland:
I caught four whitefish and two trout in three hours. The whitefish were all respectable size, this was a thick 15", caught on a #12 Pat's rubber legs, in coffee brown. All the other fish took the red beadhead Copper John which was trailing.
The sun tried to break through, but only got this far:
A little ways up the Bitterroot, I caught my last fish of the day (the smallest of the whitefish today), then weakly hooked, and quickly lost, two in a row. I knew it was time to saddle up and head home. A good afternoon on the river.
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