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A string of 90 degree days put a massive dent in our snowpack. This unusually hot weather took our rivers, swollen with snow melt, from high and off-color to perfect and clear in a matter of days. In quick order, the fish went from hiding out in the soft water to riding the eddies next to the runs and pushing the shallows.

"Net Fillers" have been eager to cooperate and will be so for a few weeks until, as their bellies expand, they become more discerning. Right now, sloppy casts, noisy wading and poor fly choice don't seem to deter the big browns and rainbows. I'll take it, even if I do feel a bit gluttonous at times. But luckily, those feeling last only as long as the next fish I see rise.

A cloudy day is perfect for some great surface action.
Pale Morning Duns make a filling brunch.
Other fishermen on our rivers pose no problems.


And the bugs keep coming.