Monday, in honor of Columbus Day I went fishing with my friend and Little River TU chapter member Mike B., to a brook stream I hit last spring for the first time. This stream outside of the park was high on my bucket list and a repeat trip was only waiting for a cool fall day. After a few hours’ drive we hit the trail head where the leaves were already running a couple weeks ahead of the coming Smokies fall. The mountains rising in front of us were already red and gold with a strong wind coming in over the top of the ridge as we hit the first pool.
Find the fisherman, this is why Mike catches fish!
How's this for fall colors? Mike got this beauty!
Love this pool
And so does Mike!
Technicolor on a EHC, the main fly all day!
O.K. it's a little tight!
Mike took the honors for the day, my fish were smaller but no regrets a great way to spend a Monday on a different stretch of water outside the park, We never saw another person all day, it was like 4 hours of private water.
Last pool of the day, what a closer!