Fishing The Granby River
Granby River
Wednesday, August 23, 2017
Although the Granby is very low and temperatures are in the 90’s, we decided to give it a try. In the first three holes we saw fish rising, one coming all the way out of the water, so we were inspired to keep at it. In two of those holes I got my fly caught, waiting while Kelly fished around my line. He caught a few fish and kept one. Unfortunately, those were the only fishable holes for the next mile. By the time we got to the bridge, we caught up with two other fishermen, who kept moving ahead of us, obviously scared we would jump ahead.
We drove up to the top and fished for a while. I didn’t find anything, although the river and scenery are beautiful. It is tough to walk on those big, round rocks and tougher in the water when they are covered by a slippery film.
Then we drove back downstream where Kelly cleaned the two fish he kept. There were a couple of big pools, so we fished those. Kelly had the right fly on and caught some small, but hard-fighting trout. Despite changing flies a number of times, I only got one strike all day, and I missed him. Tired after a full day of walking the stream, we headed back to Grand Forks.
As we were having drinks and getting dinner ready, we noticed a crowd over at a dirt bike track in this municipal park. We walked over, finding kids of all ages, dressed in all kinds bicycle gear and helmets, mothers and fathers helping, announcing and running a very well-organized event. It was a blast standing by the rail and taking pictures. What a great track and a wonderful opportunity in this little town.
The next morning we walked downtown (3 blocks away) to Yakky Jacquie’s for breakfast. Rated the best in town, it lived up to its reputation – great omelet, great coffee, great people.
