Getting Out for Mountain Trout

 

“Damn! This flatbread is awesome!”- Andrew, after eating the Manzanita-smoked wild goat Gyros we made.

On a whim Andrew, Nick, and I headed out to a high altitude lake in pursuit of cold water wild trout.

The first night we made some feral goat sausage gyros with homemade flatbread. Delicious was an understatement!

 
The next morning we finished the goat sausage with potatoes, bacon, and eggs. 
 

 

Then we scouted around with my .303 British in search of wild boar. No such luck as we had suspected…far too high elevation.

We also cut a nice oak burl which we will later carve into a bowl.

 

Once Nick arrived we switched our focus to fishing and within two casts I had landed a nice 13 inch trout.

Nick had not been fishing in nearly a decade, yet after a few pointers he was casting like a champ again and ended up landing his first fish (a 14 inch trout) within the first hour!

A few more bass and trout chased our lures and bait but we caught no more that day (though Nick kept casting until the trout hit the pan…after landing his first trout he was as hooked as the fish).

 

As much as we all agreed we would take a photo of the incredibly delicious fish sautéing in Nicks cast iron skillet over Manzanita coals, we forgot every time! I think we were just too excited about eating them!

The next day I landed a little bass but released him back and Nick caught yet another sizable trout.

Both nights we ate like champions and the goat chili was a great breakfast too!

By the time we packed up camp to make our way back to civilization we all made a pact to return to this amazing location in the future…especially since I now have a canoe…but that’s another story.

Keep the old ways alive!