Day 14
This was easily the best day of the trip, and one of the best days of my life at that. It was somehow magical (yes for everyone that knows me, I just described something as magical), I remember the whole day as being nothing short of amazing.
After our usual quick breakfast, we quickly made our way back down to the river (this time with two rods). The fishing again turned out to be great, with another 30-40 trout landed.
As is usual, we quickly got hungry and decided to stop into the little town of Polebridge to hopefully find something to eat, we instead found perfection. The little town of Polebridge is entirely off the grid, no power other than solar and generators. At the Polebridge Mercantile we found some exquisite offerings. We got sandwiches first, which were amazing, but then came the turnovers. The turnovers apparently take 3 days to make, but they are so worth it. The Polebridge Mercantile is in my opinion one of the seven wonders of the world. We were in heaven, and half a weeks paycheck later we figured we should carry on with the day.
We saw a little ad in the Mercantile for bike, ducky, kayak rentals etc.. All the stuff was right next door, so we walked over to inquire. We rented a two person ducky for the afternoon, and talked the guy into shutting down shop for a few minutes and shuttling us upriver in our rig. With ducky loaded on top of the tent we headed upriver.The guy said that it should only take us 2-3hrs to float back down to town, so we grabbed the fly rods (by now Mrs. 40tude was obsessed as well) and began our impromptu ducky float trip.
The fish were everywhere and we pulled over quite often to fish different runs here and there, no one else was around to be seen (except for a group of 25 or so superheroes on the river bank who cheered for us...????). We had all this adventure (and maybe a few cookies from the Merc) all to ourselves.
We knew we were stopping a lot, and just couldn't help it, as the fish needed catching. I should not neglect to mention that Mrs. 40tude and a beaver nearly scared the pants off each other (to my delight).
The sun kept getting lower, and we kept expecting to find the takeout point (bridge) around every bend. Not to name names, but someone in the boat decided she was going to start getting worried that we somehow passed the bridge (the only bridge), and was not amused at my giggling. We were both cold and wet and it was getting dark fast.
We finally found it (shocking), and after loading up for the little jog into town we took off. Apparently the guy from the rental shop was also getting a little worried (it had taken us 6hrs). We boiled up the water extra hot for the showers this night.
Oh, I should not forget to mention that we had caught 120-140 cutthroats in the last 24hrs. mmm mmm good