Grayling are awesome. In a year when most of our western Montana rivers are running perilously low and "hoot owl" restrictions have been stifling our fishing activities for the better part of a month, getting up in the mountains is that much more appealing. I like to make the hike to a local grayling filled lake at least once a year, I don't always make it but I try.
If you've never fished for grayling it's worth a try. Grayling have an unnatural enthusiasm for dry flies and I never get tired of watching them rocket out of 6 feet of water to smash a dry fly. When I arrived at said lake yesterday, cruising fish were gently sipping midges off the surface of the water. What do I do? Throw on a huge red Turk's Tarantula of course. Match the hatch? Grayling don't care about that.
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