It's a few weeks dated, but it better late than never. Got together with a few fly fishing buddies for a sort of bon voyage to a couple of FlyFishingAddicts Zee and Mike. Both Zee and Mike will be off to New Zealand in the near future and this will likely the last time we fish together for quite some time.
Before arriving at the Pizza Factory, my friend Ruben and I made a quick pit stop at the Indian Wells Brewery to pick up some beer for a big potluck dinner on Saturday night.
This is my buddy Ruben washing his beer glass for another pour of beer.
The Indian Wells Brewery also has some unique sodas as well as candy. It's definitely worth the stop on the way up to the Sierra.
We all started of by meeting up at the Pizza Factory in Bishop, California. Fairly decent pizza at this place it was my first time eating at this place. WE had a few rounds of beer and lots of food. The camaraderie was nothing short of awesome. We all have meet through a great online community, the FLYFISGINGADDICTS forum. This is exactly what the name says, it's for fly fishing addicts who just cant get enough of this buggy sport.
This is some of the group of guys who showed up for the Friday night pizza party.
On Saturday morning four of us decided to fish on the Upper Owens River. You could probably fish a entire week and not cover this river. It winds in and out like a serpent. It one of the tougher river to fly fish, fish are incredibly spooky and there is very little in the way of cover to try to be a sneaky bastard. I try and keep a very low profile and crawl and hands and knees.
Here are a few shots of Jim, Tom, and Ruben as they hike in and stalk some fish as well.
The bulls in the background are tame and just watch us as we walk by, never have I had or heard of anyone having issues with them.
This is my friend Jim casting a on a fishy stretch of the Upper Owens.
This is a new friend Tom fly fishing another stretch of the Upper O.
And my co-worker and good friend Ruben tying on a new fly.
Here we are or should I say they are after a nice day on the water. No one caught anything worth photographing or bragging about, but the ones that got away and the tales of the big ones that spooked were great.
Saturday evening back at camp was great with everyone back together as a group. The beer caps were popping, food was cooking and the tales of fish and adventure past and present were being told around the nice warm campfire. This is one of the best parts of the camaraderie that goes one between us. Unfortunately I have no proof of the great time on camera, I just couldn't pull myself away from the good times to grab the camera.
Sunday morning was another great day of food and fly fishing. A few of the guys headed home, while others stayed behind and fished more.
A couple of partial group shots from Sunday morning.
The breakfast was great, lots of calories for another day of fishing.
The fly fishing was off the hook... My mini brown trout.
Mike with a bigger sized brown.
Like I said the fishing was off the hook on Sunday, some caught more than others. The camaraderie was great and I'll always remember the days spent on the water with my friends.
Cheers and have a spectacular day!
The SoCal FlyFisher "aka" Benny