Weather: 72
Degrees
Stream: High
w/ slight stain
Hatch: minimal
Beer: The
Dancing Man
It’s been almost six months since
I’ve felt 70 degree weather. That’s too long. I had this great fantasy of great
weather as I wrapped up my last few weeks of student teaching but it finally
came my last day. After a long three month teaching experience with some
wonderful students I felt I couldn’t cap off the experience any better than
ending it on the river.
I had high hopes for some kind of
hatch – Dark Hendricksons or midges – I didn’t care which but the river was
eerily quiet. The river was very high and still carried a slight stain from
weeks of rain and snow. I cast a few dry flys with no success but admired the
soft ripples each fly forms as it so delicately lands on the water. A crayfish
streamer produced a nice trout but not much else. It felt nice sitting on the
river banks devoid of snow and catching some sun.
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