Ruby River

January 2, 2010

No sense crying over spilled milk from a slow “opening day”. Friend Robert K. accompanied me back on Day 2 of the new season.

Water

The water was low and clear. The Ruby is hardly more than a creek at this point. It is about the only fly fishing to be had in the area in the dead of the winter, though.

Fishing

Hallelujah! The year is whole already. Within about 50’ of where I caught my first trout of 2009, a rainbow, this brown rose to the occasion as my first of 2010. Nymphs were the fly of the day.