Evenings and I find heads up on something




Turns out to be trico duns



of which I have none, and they definitely don't want the spinner; finally find something approximate (a greased softhackle)




Which finds it's way in front of one stupid fish




Next few days it's chasing heads/bankfeeders in the morning during the spinner fall








Hoppers in the afternoon, and trying to coax them into eating the wrong flies in the evening (mostly softhackles). The caddis are very active but I can't seem to find too many fish looking up for them, or I'm just timing it wrong (don't seem to be on the same schedule as the emergence in Aug)



Weeds are present, but manageable, until the last morning when every fish I hook burrows in like a muskrat; 6x tippet, while necessary = popoffs


Time to leave the flooded parking lot and head for some different water. Get the trailer set up again and enjoy the view (every time I step out for a photo, the mosquitos take a pint of blood)




Hooter on the crapper