Now is the time - to go fishing..
Expecting sunshine to warm the water and provide us with a hatch of bugs or a spinner fall, we parked at the upper gamelands (two cars there before us) and walked down the path to the river. If you're wearing felts, it's like trying to walk on a teflon coated slope covered with six inches of chocolate pudding. Arrived streamside covered with mud only to find that the sun had once again failed to make its way through the clouds. There were almost no bugs and a corresponding number of risers. Blind casted spinners and found enough hungry fish to make it a worthwhile venture. By the time we were ready to head for the car (2:00) there were some bugs hatching and the fish were no longer interested in our spinners. Arrived at the parking lot (nine cars there) again covered with mud. The car will probably never be the same. Had lunch, mowed the lawn and set out for the evening fishing. Opted for a spot on the EB that has been too high to fish until this past week. There were a