From between the lakes to between the hatches, or something like that. I go searching for more late season trico hatches, but it appears I'm a little late. So I do a little recon for later this season, or another season. I drop in on Wyoming a couple times. I purposely avoid the MO, though I passed dangerously close. I wouldn't want to put an end to the season too soon, and there's nowhere to go after the best in the West. The Fork remains turbid. A quick trip home to check in and make sure I still have one, take care of some appointments, and get a little recharge. I'll be on Silver Creek by the weekend. That's pretty close to an automatic winner.
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Walked 1.6 miles RT in search of . . . |
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Water up due to irrigation gates closed? |
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The headwaters of sort. Cloudy, but nothing doing. |
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Big water at the head of the gorge, even at lowest flows. |
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Rumors of epic trico clouds, but I found none. |
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Beautiful, quiet, shaded, free campsite |
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Beautiful big riffles just below town. |
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Smaller above town, still no bugs |
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Quickly sampled this little creek before a brake line exploded on my pickup. I'll be back though. (Drove 60 miles to Butte with no hydraulics! Piece o' cake, I only had to stop once.) |
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This looked good, flowing at 380, not too many weeds, "Beaverhead clear." I saw about six BWOs float by in a few hours. Just isn't happening yet. Couldn't even Leech one up. |
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