July 21, Yellowstone

What a tale of two days. Sometimes you just have to be a pro. And what a pro does is go right back in. We were a little bruised after a big fish day with little action, but we made the call to get back on the wagon and go look for some rising fish. It paid off in spades.

Wes caught six fish on the first bank and by the time we were an hour in we had cut off our droppers and finally went to single large dries. The cutties were rising well, and although we had to slow down on our hook set, we got it and started catching nice fish. I bet both Wes and Stanch were in double digits on trout before lunch. We did not catch any monsters, but had many respectable cutties and bows between 14 and 17 inches. Wes did seal the deal on the Yellowstone slam with a Brown late in the day. At the end of the day Wes said he never would have thought we would have such a great day, on dry flies none-the-less, after our chuck and duck experience the day before. But that's the Yellowstone for you.