Little Trib.

One I used to fish a lot.  Then just in October a lot, when the hatches were heavy and the crowds not so much.  Now just to end October, and this year, be one of the last before they close the gate on the season tonight, a week early.  I get there soon enough to be first through the gate and first to the favored run to cast the dry to oversized rising fish in low water.  There's a few up, but I have to wait a lot.  A midge or two fly here and there, and once in a while I see a bwo.  It's really not much to write home about, but the day is perfect otherwise.  Worth the 100 mile drive just to check up on things and make sure there's still some good ones left. There's ungated water below the lake I can fish later on if weather and desire match up.

Magic Bend

I thought this was a #20 Griffith Gnat when I tied it on.  Upon further review, it looks to be a LaFontaine Buzzball.  

This fish ate it an inch off the weed bed.

The Mole got some sweet refusals!  Maybe a bit too scruffy?

Right against the weed beds is where they ate the occasional bug on the bend

Glass calm all day, very rare for this part of Wyoming.

The toughest run with the spookiest fish on the whole creek, but there's sure some nice ones that live here.

Rare and endangered today, but some were a whopping size 16.

The top end of the creek has a large beaver pond/outlet pool with very little current at these flows, perfect for this.  It got a couple of great grabs in the long slick too.

Said pond held some nice colorful rainbows

They sort of saved the day.