We have spent many days at rugby under the cottonwood trees at Sugar House Park, talking about Pemi's cabin on Hebgen lake. We have had many "almost" trips but it has never really gelled. This year it finally did.
Beez caught some nice fish! He would have eaten this guy but he decided to let him go.
It was Dalt, Beez and I that drove up and met Pemi at his cabin.
The first night we were all very excited and played many tunes on the guitars/banjos by the big rock fire place. This cabin is a classic! Giant stuffed trout adorn the walls along with family photos. Screened in porches and original wood work make this place feel rugged and perfect. This place is a true fisherman's paradise. With Henry's Fork and the Madison less than 20 minutes away it is right in the thick of the West's trout country.
We started the day fishing from Pemi's boat on Hebgen Lake. We found some famous "Gulpers" but it took precision casting and when you got to close they would spook. We watched one fish probably take 40 dry flies within two minutes. Heart wrenching stuff... After a long morning on the lake with a few takes we decided to get back in our comfort zone... a river. (above Dalton casts to fish on the Madison above Hebgen Lake)
We caught a few in here. We were in the exploring mood though and we set off for the South Fork of the Madison. It was smaller and more manageable.We all caught some really great fish!
Beez smiling at a nice Rainbow..
Great meals all weekend that we all cooked at the cabin together. Three nights of great food, company, music and we even caught a few rugby games on TV by the fire.
Got to have a selfie...
Dalt and Beez cross the river after a long day.
Dalt and Beez on the South Fork taking turns slaying the fish. We caught Rainbows, Browns and Whitty's on this great stretch. Really nice pools and runs.
Beez takes a quiet moment in TROUT COUNTRY!
Pemi took over the front seat and Beez's hat! His rain jacket never came off!
It rained most of the weekend. The patter on the metal roof at night really hit the spot. I cracked my window so I could hear and smell the rain.
Dry flies were not on so we spent alot of time on wet flies and streamers.
I lost a really big Brown (probably the biggest fish I have ever hooked). Dalton also lost a monster Rainbow. That's what keeps you coming back I guess. Hope to be back soon...
Giles
