My father and brother Jarrett came up from Grand Junction to visit me this weekend. They came in Friday night. Saturday morning we drove up to Needlecreek Resivor, the lake still filled with moss and we couldn't see any fish. In the afternoon, we went fishing at the mouth of the Gunnison river as it empties into Blue Mesa. We all caught and released a number of four-six inche rainbow trout. I finally caught an 13-14th inch brown trout. A couple of minutes later, Jarrett pulled in the biggest lake trout I have seen, an 18-inch. Dad caught a 13-inch rainbow trout a few minutes after that.
After the weather started turning ugly (the temparture dropped and the wind started howling through the canyons), we packed up my Trooper, and left for Gunnison. We ate good baked trout that night, along with potatoes and corn.
Dad, Jarrett, and I had the breakfest buffet at the Gunnysack on Sunday morning before they left. Going there for breakfest after a weekend of fishing has become somewhat of a tradition. This is Dad's forth fishing trip and it does get me out of my cabin and into the Gunnison area. I'll be seeing everyone again during Thanksgiving. With Mom still being a devote Jehovah Witness, I won't worry about seeing her during the holiday.
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