For those willing to enter and walk through this tunnel some of the best trout fishing in the country lies on the other side of the mountain. It’s still wild and undeveloped there, and will forever remain that way. There is no other access, no cell phone service, no sounds of cars or highways running by, just miles of fishing to wily, stream bred brown trout.
I'm not young anymore so it makes things hard for me to do. But I'm most happy a a piece of Skinny water throwing dries at a rock wall and getting a smashing hit with a RB.
My true happy spot is offshore, but the Lofoten Islands in Norway are definitely on my bucket list. Grandpa was born in the next village just off your picture to the right. Dad said he never wanted to go back to that "cold black rock". With modern amenities I imagine it's a bit more comfortable now than in the early 1900's. Cold or not .... damn.