Neither Here, nor There
Working on the road is like fishing in an overly stocked trout pond. You know that catches will come easy but you inevitably miss the finer things in life-- like spending time with loved ones. Lately, this has been the story of my life, except for the fishing a trout pond part.
Luckily, my travels have allowed me to pass through some stunning places in both Utah and Wyoming. One of which is the Green River. It is undoubtedly the most beautiful water system I have had the chance to fish in quite some time. The water is unbelievably clear. The aquatic life is diverse and the scenery is something to squander.
The Green River is a tailwater system that originates from the base of Flaming Gorge Reservoir. The Gorge is known for beautiful lake trout, kokanee salmon, rainbows and fat smallies to boot. For me, all she would give up is a nice sunset photo.
When the Salt Lake valley starts to heat up it is easy to
cool off. All you need to do is take a
45 minute drive to the rugged Uinta Mountains.
It’s pretty awesome that it can be 90 degrees in the valley and 60
degrees in the mountains with several feet of snow still left.
I was also surprised to see that the lakes were still iced
up. That being said, they are thawing
fast. I was hoping the fishing would be
great since the ice was just coming off—not the case, just one small brookie to
show for my efforts.
After hiking a bit I couldn’t help but try a few casts lower
down on the Provo River. It was blown
out, raging, off color—I got humbled but the pooch had a good time.
Cheers y'all.
