What a difference a week makes.

 Today  dawned overcast with a steady drizzle. The rain ended mid morning but it stayed in the low 50's with heavy cloud cover until mid afternoon.  Left camp around noon and drove around the river system for over two hours without seeing a bug or a rise.  It appeared that most of the weekend fishermen had departed as the parking lots weren't full and there were only a modest number of boats and wade anglers on the river.

The sun loving apple caddis refused to make an appearance until the sun found a few holes in the clouds about 2:30.  The Hendrickson were right behind them with duns trying to get off the water around three. When I started seeing risers I put on my, almost dry, waders and waded in. Was ignored or indigently refused by most of the fish I cast at. With the wind picking up, presentation was undoubtedly part of the problem.  The bigger issue, however, is that most of the fish in the river system have already been hooked or at the vary least alarmed by a Hendrickson with a hook in it. It's not so much what they are taking, it's what they are not taking (Hendrickson's with hooks in them).

After just one week the fish are reacting to a Hendrickson dun like they do a March Brown (they won't eat either of 'em).  What to do?  To be sure not all of the fish are Hendrickson shy - yet. The Hendricksons haven't gotten going  in the upper reaches of either branch.  The apple caddis offers a second option, and the paraleps, olives and assorted spinners all have a chance of enticing a Hendrickson shy trout.  After all, if every day was like last Sunday, it would be way to easy.      

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