Frequent readers of this blog will know that I’m rarely at a loss for words. But all this driving to and from Alberta lately – all the great fly-fishing with stellar clients – has left me with little to say but lots to display.
In short, we’ve been rockin’ it on a handful of rivers in Southern Alberta. Golden stones, caddis, green drakes, PMDs – all have featured prominently. Even better, little baby hoppers are everywhere along the grassy banks; which means, of course, stellar August fly-fishing when they’re all growed up and feeding hungry trout.
Thankfully, Swami Dave revoked my Alberta credentials today and put me on the Elk River. For the first time this season, I could see the end of my oar blades in the water, which is now officially blue instead of brown. Clients Dick and Luther landed more than a dozen cutties on dries, and just as many light nymphing. ‘Nuff said – enjoy the pics … Chris
