Fish are looking up, throw them something to eat.

Despite Tuesday's debacle this has been by far my best week in September. Why? Water temps and water levels levels are both low enough that I can fish where I want to, not where I have to. Monday it was on the UEB, Tuesday the BE, Wednesday the BR and today I was on both the BE and the WB.

Decided to get out early this morning and give it a try before the bright sun got a chance to quiet things down. Was on the BE as the fog burned off. Saw a total of three rises all morning (each one of the risers refused my fly). Blind casting was a different story. As the sun warmed things up there were brown caddis in the air. The fish were unimpressed with mine. What they did like were my spinners. Hooked a dozen fish (mostly 12/16 inch rainbows), landed only five of them but had lots of action in less than three hours of fishing.

Went out again at 4:00 and tried a different place on the BE. There were some good fish making boils that wouldn't give me a look but I hooked six rainbows blind casting, (landing but two). Got back into the car at 6:00 when things quieted down and drove over to the lower WB where I fished a run and pool for the last hour. There was a huge pseudo spinner fall which the fish ignored but there were a good number of fish up feeding on both pseudos and the few larger olives that came floating by. Hooked five more fish and was able to bring all but one to net. A 17.014 inch brown was fish of the day.

There are a lot of what I believe to be 17 month old rainbows  in the freestones. They are growing like weeds and are now mostly between 11 and 12 inches long. Their mouths are much more delicate than the browns and small hooks often rip out while playing them. On the BR yesterday I landed the first 10 fish I hooked, today I was 11 for 23. So far this week I have not fished in sight of another angler except for one boat that came by me as I was walking back to the car tonight.    

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