|Bass water on the lower Black River.|
|Mouthful of feathers.|
The following day was the 5th day of the trip, and in a strange twist of circumstances, a cute Montana gal that my buddy is keen on was visiting family in Phoenix. We met her halfway and spent a fun day relaxing on the Salt River above Roosevelt. I left the love birds to themselves for a couple of hours and did some fishing, it was as unproductive as could be - hopefully Matt had a little more action.
|Matt on spotter duty at Canyon Creek.|
We should have stuck around Canyon Creek until dusk, I'm sure the browns would have let their guard down a bit in the low light. Instead we headed back to the valley, arriving late and tired. We had plans to meet up with a friend, Cinda, for a little urban carp fishing the following morning.
|A bit of urban action to close out the trip.|
It was a great trip back to Arizona,despite the change of plans due to the Wallow Fire. We fished hard for 5 days and saw a lot of beautiful country. Matt was able to check a few species off his list and he got a taste of summer before heading to New Zealand - and more winter - to teach skiing for the summer. We're already planning another Arizona trip for the near future, possibly to some remote fisheries within the Grand Canyon, or to Lee's Ferry, or the upper Black, or Bonito, or Chevelon, or Lake Powell... so many places, so little time.