Easter Sunday brought warm sunny skies, so after a huge brunch at the Whitefish Lodge in Whitefish, Montana, my oldest daughter and I hoisted the canoe on the Jeep and headed out to a remote alpine lake for some trout fishing. The westlope cutthroat trout eagerly obliged.
After a long, cold winter it felt amazing to drift out onto the water and feel the warm sun on our faces. And to make it even better, we both had fish on the line within a minute of being on the water... and we had nearly non-stop action for several hours. As good as it gets.