Fished a couple of small pools and spooked a couple of fish. Then I stumbled onto this little hole.
Apparently made by the tree roots when the tree fell over. The water was clean and so I put a Royal Wulff on the far side. The fish hit it so fast, I couldn't react before he decided the thing he had in his mouth wasn't eatable. Smart as he was, he hit it a second and a third time. Me, I still wasn't fast enough. After that, he wasn't interested even when I changed to a Yellow Humpy. So I wandered further up river.
Then I came across this lovely little pool. I did see a couple of swirls, but couldn't get anyone interested. I worked my way from the back to the front of the pool, but when I got to the top, it was really shallow, so I moved on.
Then I made my way to the bridge and fished this pool. nothing again, not even a swirl. Thought there might be something under the falls, so I put on a couple of nymphs under an indicator. Copper John, Red Naked Lady (another one like the Montreal Bucktail Whore. Love the name, tie the fly), and Zebra Midge. Didn't see anything, didn't get any bumps.
Wandered over to the other side of the bridge and it was all brush covered and running slow, so I called it. Had errands to do in town.
A couple of pictures for your enjoyment and a little dry fly fishing practice for the Shoreman. Oh, I did manage to lose 3 or 4 flies to the trees or bushes, or who knows. Somebody has to keep those commercial fly tiers in business. Next time up in this area, I think I'll go back to PIPI and try upstream a ways.
Till the next trip.