George Lake, CA

 As a youngster, I frequently saw programs of expert fishermen chasing huge fish. You know the types. Record-breaking cutthroat in the Snake River. Giant steelhead in rivers surrounded by the autumn colors. Strange how I never seemed to notice that these hour-long shows, more often than not, only have five minutes of fish footage. Or that the anglers often spend days out to only show that one big fish. Do they catch more fish, but never show the little fish? Maybe one day, when I am all grown up, and more skilled, I will attempt those big catches.

You need to understand that where I am from, there are different fishing opportunities. To catch trout, you have to go to certain private farms, as these fish are not native to the waters. These farms only have stocked trout in their ponds and many times have a wide range of rules or requirements. You have to pay to enter the property. You then also pay per weight for any fish you keep or kill. The owners often feed the fish “trout pellets”, so, the fish hardly ever feed naturally. Add to this the rule that you may only use flies to catch fish (despite their trout pellet-diet) and this entire experience can leave you somewhat deflated and disappointed when you leave with no catches.

The main area in South Africa for trout-fishing centers around a town called Dullstroom; an area that offers colder mountain conditions with many “trout farms”. These farms often consist of multiple connected ponds situated in lush rolling hills. These fish will occasionally grab the odd grasshopper, but the location and lodging make this an expensive option. One that most South Africans cannot go for. But the thought of this little fishing-town sprung up when we went to Mammoth Lakes. It has the same fishing and vacation vibe, but as with most things American - bigger, and on steroids.

We had fun exploring the different lakes but did most of our fishing at Lake George. Crystal clear waters with fish visible throughout all of the lakes. These waters do also get stocked, but the presence of baby fish suggests breeding populations. The true fun was in trying to match the hatch. In early mornings and late afternoons, the water would come alive as fish start feeding on small insects falling in the water. Trying to find a fly in your box that looks similar and presenting it to the fish to make it look alive. It’s challenging, but so rewarding when you do get that strike. I would love to someday catch a big cutthroat on a dry fly, but for now, I fully enjoy catching the smaller fish in the lesser-known spots.