Everyone has those special fishing places that occupy a certain area of their fly fishing obsession, occupation or vault. Some are kept a selfish secret, some are made public knowledge, and some are shared with fishing buddies with a padlock and key. A small spring creek in Grand Teton National Park fills that position in my fly fishing arena which I was lucky enough to visit on Sunday afternoon. Light tippets, long leaders, little flies, gin clear water all beneath the ominous Grand Teton. What’s not to like here? Plus a couple of these to boot!