A rare, quiet run on the roaring Gallatin River.
After 9 months of dry waders, I donned the fly fishing gear and searched out a quiet section of the Gallatin River for some dry fly action. Luckily, there was a very good hatch going on of mayflies and other bugs to get the trout looking up for dry flies. In about 2 hours of fishing (enough for breaking in this old body), I had around 24 hits with 12 or so landed - all rainbows and a couple were decent sized. I hope this is the start of another good year of stalking the wily trout.
This is a decent Rainbow trout a bit bigger than The Milk Man's Wife's Big Son's Brook trout that he proudly showed me during our delightful visit. There is nothing prettier than a brook trout in my opinion although they don't get as big as other trout species. Tight lines Big Son!! The Trout signing off!!!