In traditional fashion I brought one dry fly and a half dozen spinners, those by accident, and was completely unprepared for the massive outpouring of insect life.

Another couple days of balmy weather and the upper elevations will be abuzz with critters, here on the valley floor I walked into a five hour long spinner fall with 3 hatches occurring in the midst of the rain of bugs.

Everything was eating everything, and I couldn’t tell whether that was a Trico I just ate or something new, each time I inserted the cigar in my gob it was flavored differently.

I did manage to get a nice picture of an emerging caddis, I grabbed it out of the surface film in time to hatch it in my hand. Caddis pop so quickly that the “emerger” is rarely seen, here’s one in his Birthday suit..

He quickly yanked the wings out of the remnants of the shuck, dried them, and took off like he had business. Mighty nice of him to pose for a bit.

I managed to take advantage, and nursed my single dry fly through plenty of eager fish. Bass and Pikeminnow were feeding methodically in the carpet of mayflies and caddis, add in the cottonseed dander on the water’s surface and it was difficult to pick out who was eating what.

Trout season is a scant 13 days away, another week of warm weather and it’s looking like a gutbuster.

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