0445 hours

Last Friday - alarm set for that particular time. I went back to the well, hoping the water would be up yet. We'd received another solid rain but it wasn't enough. Water low and clear. Kind of funny to think of that as a negative, but IMO it is just that. Days earlier (previous post) this stream fished wonderfully... And on this day it was back to fairly-tough-summer-going. So from 545 AM to 800 AM I caught ~6-7 fish, all of moderate size. No brookies, and no markedly big trout. Knocked two and took them home. Drank coffee on the way back. A backyard stream visit. No pictures of fish. The only real story of this outing was watching the summer sun rise on the stream and examining the dew-laden cobwebs that were everywhere. And coming on a Middle Earth scene at one particular creepy, webby log jam. I wouldn't mind if this stream were to blow out again so I can fish the backside... odd to say it, but it's true.