Searchin'
It's the weekend and many of you have turned to golf or gone on a family vacation. The Sulfur Zone season is ending (even though there are reports of an epic sulfur hatch Thursday night at the barking dog boat launch). A-119 has weaned himself away from the zone in stages. To avoid crowds he first skipped the early afternoon hatch, entered the fray during the lull between hatches and stayed on for the evening sulfurs. Lately he's found far better evening fishing in the lower river. The fish there are well rested and far easier to get to eat a fly with a hook in it. This morning I began the search for other alternatives. Drove over to the UEB in search of tricos and came up empty. There were two cars parked along the river from East Branch to Shinhopple and both were at the #1 trico spot. Drove right on by and stopped at one of the B places. There were but a few tricos busy battling a gusty wind with almost no rising trout. I hooked and landed two eight inch yearlings. Retur