Part 2
But it was time to get serious and go for some big fish on the Westfork of the Bitterroot on our favorite stretch of the river.
Luke in action on the west fork!
I got this nice cuttie behind the same rock where I caught the same fish two years earlier. He even fell for the same fly!
Here I am fighting my nicest fish of the trip
Here he is trying to get away from me!
And here I am with the hero shot.
It was a great feeling releasing this beautiful fish.
Luke and I both caught lots of nice fish and enjoyed all that montana has to offer.
The beer and cigars were a reward at the end of a good day.
There were lots of deer and other wildlife to enjoy.
But the trout were the stars of this story.
Here is the nicest brown I caught, 18inches so it was not a doodoo brown, Luke says they have to be at least 20 inches, so it was dubbed a "turd', but a nice one.
Browns do blend in well with their surroundings.
Luke said it was time to get down to business, so the gansta fly boys decided to fish the evening.
Luke fished a cave that he had fished two years ago and lost a huge brown. This time he hooked into this large rainbow and fought it like a champ. It was the largest fish of the trip for both of us, and boy was he proud.
It was a beauty!
Watching my 18year old son turn into a man before my eyes, well that was just Gravy! Mems.
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