Awesome trip through the loop. We arrived at saddlebag lake a little after 10pm friday night set up camp(tested new gear). Woke up bright and early headed down to Lee Vining for our Wilderness permit and hit the trail around 11. Not knowing what to expect, I took some tips from one of the local fly fishing guides, also a fly tier for the area, I dont know whether he was trying to hustle his flies or just giving friendly advice probably a little of both either way I picked up a couple Female Adams #16, Adams # 14 and Elk Hair Caddis #10 and headed out.
After about an hour of hiking, no fishing and a not so happy girlfriend we headed due west from Odell lake up to a ridge where twin lakes sits. The guide had told me that is where the golden trout were. We set up camp and I started to fine tune my casting, well more like trying to figure out what I was doing. The first hundred casts or so I was tapping the water as I was trying to lay line out, The fish were not impressed. I let the lake cool down and the fish settle before i tried again. This round I took my time and kept the fly line off the water. As soon as the fly hit the water a beautiful Golden hit it, FINALY not only did I catch a fish but it was my first Golden.
It was on. I caught one more golden at Twin before we left the ridge and headed to the next lake.
We humped our packs down a 300 yard snow bank to Hellen lake, again the girlfriend was not happy but it was fathers day and being a skier dad was like a little kid in a candy shop. We started fishing the Inlet and Dad started catching fish. He caught 3 Brookies all 5-7". I caught one in the head waters just before the inlet on a Caddis #1. I let the current carry it and hopped it back every foot or so a beautiful Brookie came out of the water about 10" for it probably the best catch of the trip. Dad caught 12 Brookies for the day averaging 3 per lake, I ended up with 8, the lady caught 2...I let him smoke me after all it was fathers day.
We set up camp by the creek feeding Greenstone lake, reminded me of Montana and Wyoming beautiful country. We ended the trip fishing the creek and the west bank of the lake, Dad 3, 2 for the Lady, and 5 for me all Brookies. I finally got my casting down and learned some patterns after watching the bugs jump across the water as the fish fed I felt more confident about leaving my spining rod behind more often. I was a great trip with great company can't wait to do it again.
Pictures to come...............