Oh…my love and hate relationship with the Blue Mountains. I think I get skunked most of the time when I’m trying to fish any of the rivers up there. But then after thousands and thousands of casts, endless kilometers walked, for some reason or no reason at all stars align you land a trophy. And this is exactly what happened to me on the last day of trout season this year, just look at the last picture of this album. This is crazy. Might actually be my biggest rainbow trout I ever caught. Even the snakes you sometimes nearly step on don’t look that scary anymore after you get a reward like this.
