I arrived at the lake at 10 am and rigged up the fly rod and float tube. On the hike down to the lake I passed half a dozen grumbling bait anglers leaving with empty stringers. When I arrived at the lake their were about 10-15 bank anglers and 6 or 7 float tubers/rafts already fishing the lake. As I launched my tube a guy that had just launched hooked up a little shaker on a black leech with a tuft of red on the head. I thought seeing a fish caught within my first five minutes on the lake would be a good sign. Not the case. I witnessed only 3 fish being landed the entire day. Unfortunately none were mine. Not for the lack of visible fish or bites. VERY soft bites. I would have assumed that it was my luck preventing me from landing fish but it seemed every fly guy on the lake was having the same problem. Bites were coming on scuds, leeches and soft hackle flys in olive. Chronomids were showing sporadically but all the guys I talked to fishing them hadn’t touched a fi!
sh. Finally at 3 pm I decided that if I wanted to have children someday I best get out of the water. On my way back to the truck I passed a guy and his son. The kid had a stringer of fat 12-14 inchers strung over his back. All I can say is worms man, worms. Oh well beautiful day, better luck next time?

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