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Bridges have a little more interest to fishermen
than the average person. Usually they indicate
access of some sort to the water where fish are!
So we tend to remember various bridges.
Sometimes they can be very neat old structures
with lots of interesting features. Or simple rustic
affairs, still noteworthy of course, because of the
water!
This is a bridge story - or
rather about something under the bridge.
Some years ago, my husband
Castwell and another couple traveled from Michigan
to Montana to fish. We camped at the KOA campground
a few miles south of Livingston. The campground was
right next to the Yellowstone River.
We fished the area, and the famous
waters in Yellowstone National Park, and returned to our
camp each evening. Cooking, dinner, and chores done, we
would wander down to the river, either to fish some more,
or just to watch the river.
One evening we were witness to the
largest caddis hatch any of us had ever seen. Just incredible.
Catching a trout in this 'blanket' hatch was an exercise in
frustration. There were just too many flies on the water.
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