We had one last lake to fish before heading off the mountain, most of the streams we fished on the way up held no fish. But that soon changed, as we turned up the inlet from our last lake we started catching golden trout. Most were small goldens, that didn't matter to us, we were catching them.
I was going for a small golden trout at the upper inlet of the last lake we fished when I noticed a big flash. Whatever it was, it sure didn't want my fly. I dropped a copper john off of my dry fly, on my second pass where I saw the flash....FISH ON! And this was one big fish. I have no idea how I managed to keep this monster golden from snapping my line, thanks to the help of Travis and Justin I was able to pull the beast out.
After day two in the Wind Rivers hiking for Golden Trout we ended up not making it back to those lakes. We had no energy to hike the passes again. We decided to head south into another small drainage to see what it held. That was the end to our golden trout, all we caught the rest of the trip were small brookies. Well, we did find one lake with some bigger, stunted brookies.