So back to the post. I have been pretty occupied with hunting this fall, (more than ever in fact) but I had an itch that wouldn’t go away. I knew it was time to chase big browns with big ugly flies…So just like any addiction, I gave in and spent a few hours after work trying to shake the rust off. It was a beautiful fall day, you know the ones you don’t want in the spring…I had the river to myself and I couldn’t be any happier to be out on a familiar water. The browns after a few terrible missed hook sets, gave me a break and started to play along. In fact it was one of those days that you wished you invited your friend who never really has that good of luck, but you constantly are telling him how good it was, even though he can’t believe it. You know those days? But maybe the reason it was such a good day was because I didn’t have anyone tagging along? Who knows and really I don’t care…It was what I needed to fix my itch and to renew my respect with a part of a river that I hold very close.

 Utah is a perfect place for me.

So I have been out to my favorite summer spot a couple  times in the past little bit. One thing that I have noticed is that there aren’t half as many people and that the bugs are thicker than I have ever scene. With that the fishing has been amazing to say the least, even I have been able to catch a few.  The one thing that I have re-learned from the last time out is that sometimes it’s a good thing to switch locations if the fishing isn’t up to par.  In this moving around I found new spots that will now be part of my game plan, instead of the same old trusty spots that I disect every time out. 

Also I have noticed that this year the fish are more pron to fall to adults than my trusty emerger. I have seldom used a dropper this year which has made chasing these fish better than ever with dries. Gotta love those mean Caddis rises