I fished the club today (Sunday). It was one of those rare days where I could have gone home skunked but still with a smile on my face. Off the water it was a bit hot, but there was just enough breeze to keep you from melting inside your fishing vest. On the water it was absolutely glorious. The breeze from the water was just perfect. I could have stayed in the water indefinitely. The water temperature has come up considerably since just a week or so ago. I waded all day in thin cotton pants with neoprene booties in my wading boots. No numb toes today.

I started out nymphing with a zugbug with various flies trailing it. That yielded several nice fish, one of which had me scrambling down stream because he was big and hot and didn’t want to get into my net. He kept surging into the current.

By the time I got to the lake there were PMDs coming off. I nymphed from the rocks by the tunnel for a while, but didn’t catch anything. I decided to launch a boat to get close to the fish I saw rising. A parachute PMD, on the first cast, hooked one hot fish but the hook broke right at the end of the shank while fighting him. It must have been a fluke because that was it for dries for quite a while, even though more and more fish were rising. I didn’t realize at first that the rises were splashy and not leaving bubbles. Once I did, I used my aquarium net to scoop just below the surface. I cought a rusty colored spinner in the film. Luckily I had two Antron winged rusty spinners so I tied one on behind my parachute PMD. By this time there was literally a feeding frenzey going on. But the only thing that worked was to submerge my flies and strip them in slowly. All subsequent fish took the spinners.