|EAGLE LAKE CHROME.|
|STRIPPING FLIES COATED IN DEATH FOG.|
Once the fog starts lifting and the sun pierces through the cold you can instantly feel the warmth, and the ice in your guides begin to soften. This makes so happy!
Saturday brought the same conditions as Friday but with no wind. It was perfect conditions for large rainbows to come in and sip in the skinny water, but only a few showed themselves.
These are the remains of a native American fish camp. Back in the day the natives would build rock circles about three feet high, then lay pine branches over the top much like a tee pee for shelter. The pile of rocks in the lower center of the picture is the oven they used to cook meals. The history of this lake is just as amazing as the fishing there.
The best news from the whole trip was that the scuds have increased their populations in the shallows! Many areas were infested with scuds. I'm heading back up next Friday so I'll let you all know how it goes this time around. I know one thing...It's gonna be cold!