Tom and I got together for our annual birthday trip, a couple weeks early to fit schedules. Not quite as epic as last year, but still a good trip. Some big ones, some small ones, and of course the ones that got away. Mostly nymphs early, but moved to hoppers by later in the afternoon. I took pictures of every fish we got to the net (missed a couple), I'll let them tell the story this time, except for the rattlesnake that Tom didn't see in the trail and full out stepped on it. Heard the rattling, saw it flailing under his boot, and jumped back... We do wear rattlesnake chaps, which were almost put to the test. Needless to say, we paid a little closer attention to the trail after that.
