I hit the Rush this morning from about 8:00 to 10:00. I hiked quite a ways downstream of the bridge and saw my first tricos of the year in one spot. There was a pretty good swarm of them but no rising. In another spot I saw one small rise, so I tossed it the caddis I had on from the other night, and two casts later I had a 7″ brookie to hand. I fished my way back upstream to the car using a pheasant tail nymph with a zebra midge, anxious to get to a run I had good luck nymphing earlier this spring. Any spot a novice nympher like myself can catch fish in must be pretty good!
I finally made my way to the run and soon had a 10″ brown to hand on the zebra midge. I worked my way up the run, trying to hit every spot that could hold fish multiple times. A nice 8-point buck came out for a drink less than 10 yards from me, which got me excited to get to the farm and hang some trail cameras. As I made my way to the top of the run, I cast to a great looking seam and saw my indicator plunge underwater. I set the hook, but assumed it was a snag. Soon the snag came to life and I saw the flash of a trout. He held tight to the bottom, putting a pretty good bend into my Limit Creek Fly Rod, and I stumbled downstream to try to work him out of the run. A couple minutes later I had him in the net and he measured at 17 inches, my best Rush fish to date! I figured that would be a great way to end the outing and I headed back to the car.
