I couldn't make it to Burning Man this year, and the fishing in the valley sucks right now, so I went up in the mountains for four days.
I started at Island lake, which is one of many lakes in the Beartooths brimming with 6" brookies.
So I kept going past a few more lakes full of little fish, hoping to get some relaxing time around camp that night.
Becker Lake:
There are way too many lakes up there that are completely full of fish like this. It seems like there should be some bigger ones, but there aren't. Brook trout are only fun because they'll hit flies they can't even fit in their mouths.
My first cutthroat of the trip, at Albino Lake.
This was my campsite for three nights, I ate breakfast and dinner on top of the point on the right, overlooking the lake.
There were a lot of moths and hoppers out (at 10,000', surprisingly), so I broke out all my ridiculous foam patterns.
Jasper Lake:
Jasper's outlet and Lonesome Mountain:
The first of the Cloverleaf Lakes I fished:
I got into some bigger fish here.
Another fish on.
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