Arctic Grayling

I began my love affair with Arctic Grayling in 2004 on a 6 week fishing / road trip from Las Vegas, NV to Prudhoe Bay, AK. 

I was on some unknown little stream way above the arctic circle when I spent the whole day picking off little grayling with a Parachute Adams.  Even though the fish were small they probably had never seen a fly and were full of spunk.  It was one of those beautiful fishing moments that you over romanticize and always remember. 

I recently discovered a nearby spot with grayling who are willing to play… and these aren’t tiny like the ones I remember. 

I caught this 16 incher this afternoon.

Of course I’ll be heading back tomorrow.