… with heavy, wind driven rain, to breezes, and serious gusts, one of which almost blew me off a streamside boulder into the river, and bright blue sunny skies with big, bold, white clouds.
And the fishing was r…e…a…l…l…y s…l…o…w.
Fished four diferent sections of the river over about four hours. Caught fish in all of them. But not many, and only by covering a lot of water.
No hatches going on. Very few insects anywhere. Went with the salmonfly dry for the most part. Except in one place a fish came up about fifteen feet out in front of me three times for a natural. After that fishy passed on several good drifts of the salmonfly, changed out to a Duck’s Greek Drake and got him on the second drift.
Some of the places and residents.






The first fishy above took the fly very subtly in a deep, slow run where the lighting made it impossible to see him before he hit it. A bit of a surprise with that one.
The fishy in the fourth pic came from way down deep in a slow pool and was visible all the way from the bottom to the fly. Seemed like a long, long time waiting for him to get to it, and its hard not to pull the trigger too quickly in that situation.
The fishy in the last pic came up very aggressively in some very fast, medium depth water, chased the fly downstream several feet and hammered it almost before I had a chance to react.
Fishing may have been really slow, but the catching was just dandy. Ended up hooking about a dozen and landing seven or eight.
John
P.S. Did I mention that the fishing was really slow ??















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