Exploring this mountain has been one of my favorite parts of living in western Colorado. It’s simply a beautiful place with fishy water in abundance. A couple recent visits have been very productive for me.
My first trip was in search of the allusive grayling. Throughout most of the year I am very lucky to find these guys. However, if you learn when and where to look, you can increase your chances. There aren’t a lot of grayling on the mountain so I appreciate tight lips.
My second trip was spent exploring some new brook trout lakes. Brookies always seem to put a smile on my face. I’m searching the mountain for the jumbo brooks that I hear rumors about. I haven’t found them yet, but I have a couple more hunches. The standard marabou jigs seemed to do a wonder on these guys.
For my last trip I brought the tube along and was set on floating a hike in lake I had never been to. I geared up and made the hike. It was just over a mile. I arrived and sat on the shore waiting for any sign of life…none came. I walked around the small lake, casting as I went, but nothing happened. The only life I could see was a small frog. Bummer…it looked so promising too.
Not wanting to call it a day yet, I set my sites on a cutthroat lake. Many of the cuts were still doing the dance in the inlet, but I decided to get in the tube anyways. There were several other fisherman, which really bummed me out, but there was not a lot of catching going on. A little brook came first.
Finally I dialed in on the presentation and color they wanted. They were small, but fun.
I finally found one with a little heft and fight. An awfully cute cuttie too.
That was a great fish to top off the trip. I'm positive there'll be many more stops on the Grand Mesa this summer.
Life tends to be short, live it well.