About this time four years ago, Sierra and I went on our last fishing trip. We headed to Missoula, Bozeman, the Stillwater, the other Rock Creek, Red Lodge, Yellowstone, the Madison, THE Rock Creek, and finally, on the way home, we fished at Mile 125 on Hwy 12 on the Lochsa.
Her health was starting to fail, but she was game the whole time. I told her to lay down on a sandy spot next to the river thinking she was tired, but as I fished a bubble-line about 2/3s of the way across the river, I turned to find her perched on a boulder next to me, following the fly. She lived about three more months.
So as I was returning from Missoula 10 days ago I made a point of stopping and fishing the last place we fished together. Tossed a hopper just below these boulders and caught 3 Westslope Cutthroat Trout and LDR’d a couple of others. Sierra was watching the fly the whole time, and giving the fish a kiss when I landed them.