Holy shit. The wind was blowing from the start on day one, and never let up through late afternoon. Big winds. Made it a struggle, despite a decent PMD hatch. Most fish fed just underneath where there was less chance for lunch to blow away, and because that's what they do anyway. I could get in a few casts between the gale force gusts (no joke, to 40+!). Anywhere else that I could fish anytime I wanted, I wouldn't have bothered. But instead I fished the middle run, by myself, from 8:30 to just after 4. I mostly got schooled, but managed a few mostly from the middle of the creek. Those big ones feeding in the slower water were once again moving agressively for the nymph just under. I did grease a #20 PT and it worked, but I couldn't see the son of a bitch, especially in the wind. So some fish to hand, a bunch more eats, and a lot of cussing the earth's greatest design flaw.
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| Fishable earlier |
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| Pre hatch, and visible |
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| What the surface looked like most of the time |
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| Good early in the hatch |
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| There are some good fish in this part of the creek |
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