Just What Was Needed....

  Hello all and thanks for checking in at The O’Grady Flyfishing Adventures. I want to start by stating how much we appreciate and cherish all of our P-town peeps, but unlike “Cheers” sometimes you wanna go where no one knows your name. Cat and I have been desperately trying to figure out a way to make it to the mountains and after the stress of watching my Huskers pound the Mcneese State powerhouse yesterday, we knew that the time was now. We tried a new lake this morning down by Trinidad and found it to be way prettier than expected. The fire scar from a few years back was apparent but the area was coming back nicely. We caught lots of small fish and then felt we would make a trip up to North Lake. We saw two separate groups of turkeys on the way out. North was a little slow but the color of the lake always makes it worth the trip. Cat landed one of the tiger trout that had been stocked up there and said it was absolutely gorgeous, unfortunately she is not used to holding any fish smaller than 17inches and lost it before she could pull out her camera. Now, no trip into that area is complete without a stop at the world famous Dog Bar and Grill in Cuchara. Cal and Karen run an incredible place down there; the pesto sauce pizza and the atmosphere are to die for. Between Cuchara and LaVeta we came around a corner and saw a bear just off the road. I don’t think I will ever get over the excitement of seeing them. Now the inner child in me looked at Cat and said maybe we should go back and feed him out leftover pizza. It’s safe; he was behind a barbed wire fence. Well since I’m writing this, it is pretty obvious that we didn’t go back. We made one final stop at Wahatoya and felt like this was exactly the day I needed. We caught fish everywhere we stopped; the only sad part of the day was that the uncertainty of the day made us leave a very sad Winston at home.

  I know it has been a while since we have written a blog like this and want to encourage any of you that feel like you’re caught up in the rat race of life to take a day and spend it in God’s country. It will make you a better person. Just don’t play with the bears.

  The river flows in town have been a little like a yoyo over the last few weeks but fishing still seems to be okay to good. When the water clears the fish ought to explode into feeding frenzies. As always, Connell, Cat, Sad Winston, Yogi, and the Drift Fly Shop want to thank you for reading.