Still the day brought it own challenge due to the heavy rains the previous evening prior. I fished a pink worm with bead head, trailed by a small egg. In some spots, I even needed to add a small shot to keep the flies down, something I rarely do on a small stream.
small stream reflections). When I was looking through old pictures, I ran across a picture of our friend Pete, who passed away this past year, with his first brown of the year from that same pool the last time we all fished together. A fitting tribute to a good friend!