Fishing the Blue

Carole decided to stay at the condo while the three of us went fishing. Ron, Holly and I drove north of Breckenridge to check with a National Forestry Office concerning public access to the river. We also stopped at another fly-fishing store where we picked up a few new flies, a couple of maps and fishing licenses.


We found what looked like a good spot along the Blue River and got our lines wet. If you will click on the picture to the right, you will see me in the orange shirt in the foreground and Ron is further upstream with a white shirt on. It looked like the perfect place to be fly-fishing for trout.

The weather was nice, perhaps 65 degrees and the sun was shining with almost no wind. Nice day for fishing. However, it was not a nice day for catching.







In the pictures below, that's me on the left and Ron on the right. A perfect place to fish!


















Ron was the only one to catch a fish . . . and it was nothing to write home about. In this picture of his catch, he was trying to hold it closer to the camera so it would look larger, but even that didn't help. The baby rainbow trout was returned to the stream.

We later learned from a local resident that this time of year, trout aren't hitting flies as the stream is full of dead insects and the fish are looking for something different. The local resident told us this was the time of year trout bite best on salmon eggs.

Now why didn't either fly-fishing store tell us that? I guess they just wanted to sell flies!

Maybe that's why they call it "Fishing" and not "Catching".