Sometimes it's your day.
Fly fishing can be a fickle sport. Sometimes there are days when the plan is spot on, but things just don't work out. Today was not one of those days. Winter has faded in Elevenmile Canyon. Today the birds were out and there were folks picnicking, hiking, climbing, and most importantly, fishing. It was a great day to be alive. As I drove up river I saw the sun give way to the clouds, which is what the forecast had predicted. The flow was 80cfs, which was ok, but when the flows are above 100cfs more fish come out and eat dry flies. Luckily for me, it really didn't matter. There were olives and midges hatching when I showed up and they were still hatching when I left. In Colorado the sun can turn your awesome 10 fish afternoon into a 2 fish fiasco or God forbid, a skunk. Clouds give these tailwater fish a chance to relax and enjoy their daily buffet. The clouds were not out the entire day, but they did their job l...
