Swiss Straw

I at some point got tired of it and also reduce the hook off my fly and began merely angling for the grab, partly since my hands were getting so cool constantly placing them in the water to obtain the fish as well as partially considering that it was merely too very easy. Seeing the fish show up for my dry fly in the clear high elevation lake was still quite interesting.

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After investing all morning climbing, climbing up the side of a waterfall, managing a 40 level decrease in temperature, and having a run in with a couple elk, we lastly came to the lake. It was a timeless high height lake embeded between imposing rims. It was deep blue and water around the shallows and tidy sufficient to drink.