Sunday morning worship at the alter of flowing water brought in some nice offerings this morning. I had to get out before the heat set in, so despite a few cobwebs, I was on the water by 0630 hrs. (Praise the creator of Redbull...)
The water was cool, and still running a touch high and stained from the storms last night. No surface action to speak of, but a good presentation with a nymph was rewarded with a solid hit.
From there, it was up to me to keep the magic happening and set the hook. Lost a nice (heavy) fish, but not before I saw a flash of buttery yellow and brown. You know what that means, right? Now I know where he lives....
In the mean time, I only took one picture of some handsome steel.