sometimes, the walk is the best fishing you'll ever remember...

rw wrote:

Today I bushwacked into a high lake in the White Cloud Mountains -- one
that very, VERY few people get to because there's no trail and there's a
lot of climb in elevation over horrible deadfalls. The fishing was
ridiculous. I caught cutthroat up to 16" (averaging maybe 14") on nearly
every cast. I must have caught 30 fish in an hour. It didn't matter what
fly I used (I used purple buggers and black beetle dries). Presentation
was irrelevant. The fish were literally fighting over the fly right at
my feet. Since there was absolutely no skill required it soon got
boring, but it was an experience.