
The wind was blowing and not many fish rising (I think I saw three the entire day!) but we knew the fish were there. Then, I got this thing, not a good omen.

Then I hit this guy. Not big but I was thankful for what I got. I had already gone through a bunch of flies...both wet and dry.

This is pretty much what we were up against at this location. Without rising fish were were pretty much practicing casting.

Then we switched locations and found a spot that resembled the first day of trout season. Cars and fishermen everywhere and spin fishermen at that. Can you say…

This is where he was living. With no rising fish, structure and current placement helped bag a fish or two.

Hey, here's another I got. Truth be told, I had three fish hit my strike indicator and I had a couple more on but lost them.

Gary worked hard today and wasn't having much luck until we were about to leave. He also had to contend with the guy behind him trying to fish out of his back…