This last July, my dad took me on my first trout bum trip in the Sierra Nevada. Not only did we hit 7 rivers in 4 days (The Little Truckee, The Truckee, The Carson, The Walker, The Owens, Hot Creek, and The San Joaquin), but we took 2 days to explore Yosemite National Park. My family shares a love of nature as it is, but we especially love the writings of John Muir and I love learning about all of his many adventures. Yosemite was a place he loved and wrote about in such a beautiful and poetic way, and I have always wanted to see it for myself. It was astounding. There are no words to fully describe its grandeur, and every photo almost made me mad as they never did it justice. Everyone needs to visit this part of the country.
We traveled down Highway 395, also known as “The Trout Route”. We stayed in small towns along the way and made sure to experience the local “flavor”, including a campsite concert in Markleeville, CA with local bluegrass bands. Talent included the vocals of “Beans” Sousa, a woman they call “Prairie Flower” with her painted upright bass in all of the colors of the rainbow, and a “Cactus Bob”. All under the stars. It was awesome to say the least. We also made sure to visit every fly shop along the way, which is always the best! Other highlights included seeing Lake Tahoe, Devil’s Postpile and the Mariposa Grove of giant sequoia trees just south of Yosemite. Though we didn’t have any luck with the fish, I’ll never forget this trip with my Pops. There is nothing better than being a trout bum in the west for a week. Enjoy some of the highlights below. The last shot of me was taken by my dad in the San Joaquin River.