The Big Horn

Sarah and I headed east this week to fish the worlds most famous tail water fishery, the Big Horn River. The trip started out with a little excitement in the form of a high speed tire blow out just west of Billings. With my wannabe NASCAR pit crew skills, I was able to get us back on the road and river bound in no time flat....no pun intended. Unfortunately, this bit of fun was to be the highlight of our weekend adventure. When we finally got the boat in the water this is what we found. Bright skies, a crap load of river grass, and spooky fish. We hooked one fish on a streamer, one on a nymph, and a few on drys late in the day. We even had a killer Baetis hatch, but with the blue bird skies, the only trout coming up to eat were just dinkers.

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