I fished bellow the waterfall and was very happy with the one brooky I caught on a Royal Coachman. Before releasing him I said, "Its been a while my little speckled friend, thanks for cooperating". I climbed back up to the bridge, and an older gentleman who was driving past rolled down his window and said " there are big ones further up". So that is where I went. He may have been right, there certainly were more fish. I doubt whether they had ever seen a fly. A little red wet fly was taken aggressively, and the fish didn't spook easily. I caught several in each hole.
|I hate to be away from these colors so long!|