Instead of pointlessly fishing the fish-less stream I went to a tributary that survived well over the years. Where I went was only about a 30 yard stretch between private land with one pool. I decided I might as well tie on a size twelve Ausable Bomber. Why not?
I got a rise on the first cast. I ended up landing three, loosing four, and missing two others with that bomber. In one pool. One that I lost was maybe a foot long. Not half bad for ten minutes in the evening on a warmish December day. Quite a morale booster. Life is good.