I returned from Summit the back way and again stopped in 11 Mile Canyon. It was chilly with a raging wind and surprisingly crowded with both fishermen and picnicers. I stayed an hour and fixed my rig a couple times and caught some fish (but none too big) a couple times. All on the blood midge dropper. I was in the canyon traffic in 11 Mile and all the way on #24 unfortunately - that's what I get for traveling on a Sunday. Kala & I dined on classic Easter fare of Zaika Indian food. :)
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