|Oh yeah, there are spruce moths in the upper Big Hole.|
It's getting to be that time of year where everything starts to blur. After having two days off in the last 50 or so days, life becomes a blur of fish, bobbers, hoppers, beer, caffeine, rodeo, water, sun, wind and fun. Last week saw me out with two of my favorite clients, Brett who was pictured earlier this week and Paul and his son Owen. Three days with each was enough for them to truly understand how good fishing is when we have a summer of high water. Any day that I've seen enough fish caught about lunch time that I don't care if we catch another one is a good thing. Travis from The Tailout stopped by this week as well and got some local intel from the shop, as well as a sticker for the back of the trusty 4-runner. On another note, you might want to tie up some chubbies and foamies if your headed this way soon, having the big bugs in a color other than what your local shop deals is a good thing. Hopefully I can catch enough trout the next few weeks to keep my mind off of the steelhead reports I start to get. Thankfully fishing has been good enough it shouldn't be too hard.