That is my advice tonight. Went out for the evening on the local river, six weight in hand and a box full of the #4 and #2 streamers, and just started chucking. This fish, of goodly length and girth hammered a big, black cone-headed bugger while hopping it back downstream through a really deep pool.
That was it.
I got a few follows, a slash or two, but nothing else, even after dark. It's too bad. It was a really perfect evening for huge brown trout. Cloudy, cool, flood waters receding.
I dunno.
The weirdest thing was on the last hole I kept getting buzzed by an owl. I took it as a sign and called it quits. I can deal with the bats, but a 12lb bird with talons that can crush my head? forget it.
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