Word on the streets of Lake City was that the stonefly hatch had moved up the Gunnison to just below Blue Mesa Reservoir, so I got up at the crack of dawn to be on the water before the morning sun crested over the canyon walls.
The canyon was spectacular in the early light, but the water was frigid and there were no stoneflies or hungry trout to be found.
|Hiking down to the Gunnison River|
|Gunnison River in the morning light.|
On my way back to Lake City, I hiked down to the end of the Lake Fork where it empties into Blue Mesa Reservoir. I was fishing again by 4 pm, and I landed 69 fish (all rainbows and browns) by 8 pm--not a bad way to make up for a slow morning!
|Driving back to Lake City|
|Lake Fork of the Gunnison, downstream from Red Bridge|
|End of the Lake Fork|
|Cliffs above the Lake Fork|
|Moon rising over the Lake Fork|
|Should I wash my truck?|