Bonus Brookies in the High Uintas Wilderness
It is always nice to remind yourself of the reasons that brought you to fly fishing. Each person had a different introduction to the sport, but mine was that of a sort of secondary activity to the exploration of the pristine alpine streams and lakes of the rocky mountains that seemed to redirect my life the first time I laid eyes upon them. Since then my interest in the sport has grown and transformed as it does with so many, from the pursuit of fish on the dry, the inevitable infatuation with big brown trout, streamer fishing in the fall, to the fickle carp. Every now and then it does me well to step away from fishing as the focus of the adventure, but rather to seek out wild and beautiful places which may hold the added bonus of catching a fish or two…
This summer I had several opportunities to do so in the High Uintas Wilderness, one memorable trip in particular with former classmate at Kansas State University and, at the time intern that I was working with, Andrew Thompson. We picked a couple of days, found a route on the map and took off in the darkness early one morning on a trek that kicked our butts but paid off in turn with incredible scenery, perfect weather, the knowledge that we were seeing places that very few had (especially on foot), oh yeah, and incredibly colorful and wild brookies, cutts and grayling.
By Mike Mazzoni
Photos by Andrew Thompson and Mike Mazzoni