Left Richland with sun and 76°F, arrived at the river with light rain and 56°F. Good thing I threw in long sleeves. Once on the river, the psycho was surprisingly mostly ignored, with the fish keyed in on a small dry that was hatching. Switched to a small EHC and found a lot more, missing two or three to every one to hand. Mostly small, but they got bigger through the afternoon. Fished through a familiar stretch and had 36 to hand in a couple of hours. About halfway through, the hatch ended and it was back to the PPCG.
Back to the car, I turned towards home, but with an hour left until dark, a favorite stretch called to me as I drove by. So back into the water, where the psycho promptly dredged up a couple dozen more without moving more than 20 ft upstream. I love this stream. Better size here, many 9" to 11". Quite a few more came to hand, before the waning light led me back to the car.
Driving home into a beautiful sunset, I let out a sigh and started thinking about my next trip.
