On the way up and after a coffee stop at Cooks Station we hit the creek at about 9:00. I have to tell you it's a damn site farther than it was from the old house. That's OK though, makes you appreciate the mountains again without raking pine needles, shoveling snow (when it snows), and splitting firewood for the wood stove.
On the way we talked about different types of flies, what to use where, and leader size. If he was planning to purchase a rod, I suggested something already rigged like my 6wt Streamlight that came with everything. It was also the rod he used yesterday and I used "3".
I wanted to demonstrate the cast, show him how to follow the Sloan's Paralyzer we were starting out with, and wouldn't you know it, a fish (all of 3 inches if you stretched it) on the first cast. Boy, that got his juices flowing. We were in the pool below the pool below the bridge. If he was going to catch one, it would be there.
|Yuki at the beginning|
At the end of the "good" holes my back started reminding me that I used and abused it for the last couple weeks and I had to call it a day. By the time we got back to the truck, I was pretty much destroyed, BUT you can't walk away from the pool below the pool below the bridge without one last shot at all those earlier hits.
While Yuki was down at that hole I dropped an orange Stimulator into the pool below the bridge and low and behold this one grabbed it. Haven't had much luck in that pool, but this one was a good 6 inches of native Rainbow. I didn't want to hold it up to take a picture so I took a couple while it was still in the water and then turned it loose.
|Going that way|
|Back this way|
|Around in circles|
|Back that way again|
|Toward the end of the day|