I know this site sort of specializes in big game, but, like a lot of things in life, I think you should either go big or go small. There is no in between.
So I went small yesterday evening. A quick, two-minute walk from the place we’re staying in SW MT revealed a very small creek. Average depth appeared to be about five inches. It was so shallow, I didn’t think there would be anything there.
But there was. And, although I didn’t land many fish, they were on the rise for small flies. Not much room for but the smallest roll cast, and not much room to set the hook, so a lot got away.
Purple haze, followed an ant (both size 18), was the ticket.
I left with a big smile, and enjoyed the sunset.