All the signs pointed to a good day of winter fishing. Warm temperatures (for January), clear water, cloud cover. But I’d yet to touch a fish when I noticed there was another angler scrambling down the hillside across the Gallatin River.
We exchanged waves and I went back to watching the bobber above my nymphs. Each drift looked like it was hitting the right spot, but nothing was happening.
When I looked back across the river, the other guy’s rod was bent. He netted a trout and let it go, and then went back to drifting through the same run. It gave me hope but hope quickly turned into jealousy, as his rod was bent nearly every time I looked over.
LINK (via: Bozeman Daily Chronicle)
