The water temp was 68 degrees in the late afternoon and the water was a little off color. The temperature was 64 in the morning, and the morning fishing was better as well. I hoped to nail a bruiser in the High Falls pool, but a 10 inch brown chasing my streamer was the closest i got.
|Matt fishing High Falls hole|
|little S. Mills bow|
|"Monster" brown trout of the back country|
|Orange spots on wild brown trout|
WNC is a temperate rain forrest, and it definitely looks and feels like a jungle this time of year. Our rugged unmarked trail and camp site were tight, green, and damp.
|vegetation choked trail|
15 minutes later my terrestrial gets slammed on a pocket seam in a tiny eddy behind a rock. I managed to set the hook beneath a tight canopy of trees and do work to keep this fish out of a log jam below and from running under a rock ledge to my left on the delicate 6x tippet. I am fortunate enough to land the fish of the trip rather quickly.
|Extra Terrestrial afternoon snack|
After hiking in a few miles and camping out in the back county, the kind wild fish I was looking for was in a piece of water I had driven by countless times in my 20 plus years of fishing this area. It goes to further my recent discovery that some of the best fishing is not that far off the beaten path after all.