Actually, my wife probably taunted me. I was at my desk all day working on our baseball preview. She came in from a walk. She said, “What’s wrong with you. I just came down the road next to the river and it’s low water. It’s 63 and no wind. Go fish! This is the nicest day of 2022!”
Well, she had a point. I got to the river at 4 pm and fished the last hour of daylight. It was gorgeous, my first day to fish in what has been a busy 2022.
First fish to eat my midge was a BIG brown. I worked it really close before it came unbuttoned. I would guess it was at least 20 inches. Solid fish.
The next was a 14 inch rainbow I netted. I didn’t count but it was steady catching until I quit at 5.
I was in the middle of the catch and release, my favorite stretch of the river. My root beer midge was what they wanted to eat.