Cindy and I hiked up and fished McCleod Lake this morning. We packed the pontoons up the trail and set about trying to catch the Lahontan Cutthroat Troat that supposedly inhabit the lake.
We saw one fish rise while we were getting ready, so we started out with floating lines and dry flies to see if we could encourage the litlle buggers to come up to the surface. After a half a lap around the lake and no love for the dry flies we switched to buggers. The wind was blowing really hard, and really cold. I get chills just thinking about it now. That is also about how hot the fishing was as well. I made a full lap trolling a bugger right near the color change but had no luck.
We stopped into the Troutfitter on the way down the hill and I was told that I needed to fish deeper. Next time I will remember the full sinking lines and go dredging for some nice cutthroat.