It was one of those days in the west where the wind decided to blow. We fought the good fight, the boys fished all day and we rowed hard! We caught fish because the effort was put forth. It was pioneer spirit at its best!
The morning was super slow with only a few fish, with small nymphs behind the streamers. but it picked up in the afternoon with dries. Fat Albert in red, size 12, Royal Cripple 16, and ants around 2:00pm. Twitching and swinging seemed to be the ticket.
Marty and Jim M