The weather report had us wondering if we were ever going to make it out but before we knew it our plane was landing on the icy tarmac in Denver. This trip to Colorado was planned last minute. Amy (Amos) and I were able to find cheap tickets so we decided to celebrate the New Year Rocky Mountain style. The last day of the year found us eight thousand feet high fishing blue ribbon water to healthy browns, rainbows and cut bows. Amos nymphed a deep pool rigged up with a size 18 chartreuse glo bug trailed by a size 22 blood midge. While I was looking for trout in the gin clear water I heard her shout. The rod was bent over and Amos was in the saddle. We were able to land the fish and get a nice pic. The healthy cut bow swam away and the stink was off. After celebrating the coming of the New Year we planned a trip to Basalt for a couple days. The weather was sunny and 40 as we prepared to hunt down a big rainbow. We rigged our rods with 6x and size 20-24 eggs and midges. The first day was a tough one with each of us only landing a few small browns and me breaking a rod. We regrouped that night over a few beers and got in the groove for the following day. The sun was shinning once again as it usually does in Colorado as we chatted on our way to the river. The red canyon glowed in the sunlight as we slowed down for a heard of big horn sheep crossing in front of us. Amy and I were in awe at the animals and spoke highly of them as we got our gear on. The day ended much better than the first and even though we didn’t get the rainbow we came for we each landed some big browns and Amos landed her best brown ever. Fishing out west is surely an experience that everyone should try the weather, the scenery and the fish are all a treasure worth chasing.