|Matt with his first ever Apache trout.|
The Grand Canyon State isn't an exotic, sexy fishing destination such as New Zealand, Patagonia or any number of saltwater flats, but it's good enough for this fisherman. During the brutal cold of a Montana winter, I can board a flight south and in three hours time be basking in seventy degree sunshine. For far less than it would cost to drive, a direct flight from Bozeman to Mesa in June will put me within easy striking distance of gin clear trout streams, while Montana's rivers are hopelessly mired in runoff.
And so it was this year, in late May my friend Matt and I left a cool, muddy Montana for a hot, dry Arizona. We had six glorious days of fly fishing ahead of us, and an ambitious itinerary that would have us fishing some of the state's best trout water within the Black, Little Colorado and White River watersheds.
|Ants, beetles, hoppers... they all brought fish to the surface.|
|Wallow Fire, 6-1-2011|
|Canyon Creek, in all its post fire glory.|
I'll share some of the experiences from the rest of our time in AZ in an upcoming report.