Seems when things are not going good for me, nothing helps me
more than a nie long day alone fishing a mountain stream.
Yesterday was another great example of that concept working.  I
completed my errands on my way, and was heading up 410 to the
Greenwater. The river does not hold big trout. By that I mean
fish that will push 20". I have gotten some that were pushing
15", but most are in the 6" to 10" range. What the river does
have is proximity to my home. It is less than an hour and half
to get there. It also has some gorgeous canyons, with some
suprisingly deep pools. Fish there are not fished for very hard,
and I have had some really good days there.  I fished dries as I
worked my up river, and had no takes to speak of. I fished
softhackles on my way back down, and managed to get a few fish
with that. I knew there were a lot more to get, so I decided to
nymph my way back up river. I took a few more fish this way, as
was happy to catch fish on a two flies I had yet to use (AP
Black and a BH GRHE).  When I