My family and I headed back to colorful Colorado for a wedding last week and took a few extra days off to enjoy the Rockies while we were out there. We got a lot accomplished in seven days. We stayed with friends in Denver, family in Boulder, two nights with the wedding party in Estes Park, and then with more family in a cabin on the Big Thompson River. The first day I was there Chase, my son Asher, and I took a ride down to the South Platte River near the small town of Deckers to do a little fishing while the ladies were doing their bachelorette party. Having a two and a half year old limited the amount of water we could cover but we each managed some nice fish.
After a couple nights in Boulder the family and I took a trip up to Rocky Mountain National to hang out for a day. We stopped on the way at a spot a friend had told me about right on the side of the highway and landed a few nice fish before we entered the park. Once we got in the park we sat at a picnic table by the river and ate our lunch. I was anxious to fish so I inhaled my sandwich and tossed out a beetle into a riffle. Right away a had a nice brown trout doing the dance on the end of my line. As soon as Asher saw that I had a fish on he yelled “is it big one, is it big one!?”. As I landed the fished he would yell “hold it, hold it!”. He took the brown trout with one hand and threw him back in the river. The look on his face was priceless when he grabbed the trout, but he was just as excited as he said “by, by, fishy” and watched it swim away.
Here’s a few pics from Rocky Mountain National and the Big Thompson in the back yard of the cabin we rented.