Dave and I headed back up a few days later in order to fish the evening. When we got on the water, it was windy, but the wind soon died down as we entered that golden hour of the setting sun.
The trout started rising all around, and we had a great time hooking trout. I caught my favorite fish of the day right as it was getting too dark to see. I saw a few rings nearby, and cast my size 12 parachute adams in that direction. I waited for a few seconds, then my fly disappeared and the fight was on. As I released the trout into the water, and watched it swim away in the last glimmer of light, I took a moment to take in the beauty that was surrounding me as a I floated in the middle of a perfectly calm lake. I then put on my headlamp and headed for shore.