They were out thick tonight. The Winona Fly Factory combo of a orange stimulator/sparkle larvae (or a pink squirrel) with a little tungsten bead got em down to where they live. However, the largest fish--the eight to ten inch giants--came up for the stimulator.
My local brown trout waters are from time to time a bit warm during the day, so I may well stick with the TU brookie theme parks that have been constructed in my area--the warmest brookie creek here has been 52 degrees.
This is a weird, in-between year: too chilly for really good smallmouthing--though it hasn't completely sucked--, but too dry to keep many of the trout streams with stable temps.
The Hex has been marginal at best, in my experience. Sadly the Kinni above River Falls once had a fishable hatch, but I have not seen a single Hex on that river since the early 90s. Though I did see a few clinging to a light post as I was making my way into Liquor Lyle's in Uptown on Thursday night--less than a mile from the downtown stretch of the Miss.
They were there in time for two-fer-ones.
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