Sometimes free advice is worth more than you had to pay for it.

Tyng stone flies isn't as easy as it looks. Yes, I can tie them with the wings lying along the shank of the hook, but what the trout want is wings at right angles to the water, flapping like crazy as the fly heads for shore. I'll work on it in the morning.

Divided the morning between the Monday puzzle array, spraying the fruit trees and tying more stones. Had lunch and about 1:30, and headed for the Willow where a good water level and a decent water temp gave me hope of some may flies. Watched the micro caddis (chimarra?) flying around everywhere and a few stone flies skating across the water. Nary a riser to be seen.

Am going to shorten the report by saying that I stopped at every river vista from Roscoe to Deposit without seeing a single trout rise. There were a plethora of the micro caddis and more than enough of the stones motor boating around on the water to get fish up, except that they weren't. At 4:30 my boots were still bone dry. It was then that I got a hot tip about rising trout from Dave at the Troutfitter who was in phone contact with Matt, the shops guide (until June when he again departs for Alaska) who was on a recon trip down the WB. I'm prideful but not stupid, went where I was told to go and in a half an hour hooked and landed three decent fish.

It's still a couple of weeks early for good mayfly hatches but the water is drop-in' and if it doesn't go down into the mid twenties every night, we might get water temps that get the bugs hatching. Stay tuned.

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