A random day fishing the Big Hole in mid-August can turn out any number of different ways. It could be 95 degrees, super calm and super tiny dry flies the only thing going on. It could be huntin' the bobber through the riffles looking the fast-water Rainbows chewing nymphs. It could be windy as all get out, nothing to do but tough it out. OR. . . . You could find yourself smack dab in the middle of Hopper Season with big Browns hunting the little kickers on the surface. We got lucky and happened into the latter option. Hurrah for Hoppers!
Thanks again Alex.
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