It's that magical time of the year in the Rockies when the leaves start changing, and you can sense the changing of the season in the air. Headed up to the Vail valley yesterday to fish the Gold Medal water of Gore Creek, and try to land the Colorado grand slam. While most of the waters we fish are far away from the nearest town, it is such a different feeling to fish right through town, especially a town like Vail that is so famous for its winter sports. A gorgeous, Colorado fall day, not another angler on the river, and beautiful wild trout make for a perfect day on the water, and even being just a brookie away from the slam cannot ruin that. Seeing the leaves changing on the passes makes me excited for the Colorado fall!