Up at 6:00 and it is a mad dash to get ready, get rigged up, and head to the river. This river is open water, and I am the only fly fisherman I have ever seen up here in 20 years of making this trip. The crowds can be overwhelming at times so walking great distances is the norm. When we got to the water it was a little low, but running hard. Typical snow melt water. I opted to throw a streamer at the beginning. My plan was to prospect with the streamer and see what I see. When I find some fish I will switch to a nymph rig.
The day was no totally un-eventful. We did have a flat tire when we got back to the truck. Just what you want to see after a tough day of fishing. All 4 of us jumped on it and had the tire switched out in no time. One of the guys back at the cabin had a plug kit and we removed the screw, plugged the hole and with a little help of a friends compressor had the tire re-inflated and ready to go.
With the season open we were on the river by 6:30. Water temp was up a bit, not the fishing. With rain threatening we fished till about 9:30. Then we decided to head back and pack up the tents before they got soaked by rain. After quick breakfast and with storms coming we decided to cut our trip short and head home.
Oh yeah, We did manage to catch a few fish.