Two hours isn’t very long. I recently watched some Hollywood movies that went over two hours, and frankly, I wish I had the time back (not to mention my money).

So today (Saturday), I wrote a book review (look for it soon), did a little work, then invested the two hours I had left on a nearby small stream, figuring it couldn’t be any worse than the movie I saw last week.

Once again, I was completely right.

Rainbow trout, Upper Sacramento River
They weren’t all this small, but it wouldn’t have mattered if they were.

The fish were small, aggressive, and willing to eat a dry — a worthwhile combination, surpassing even the latest computer-generated special effects.

It was warm so I wet waded, and the stream itself is beautiful — nestled into a tiny, rough-and-tumble canyon that looks like it was built yesterday.

Upper Sacramento fly fishing water

The only difficulty I encountered all day was the decision about which rod to bring, an ordeal for me on the best of days.

The Diamondglass 7′ 3wt is a nice size for a stream this small, but the 8.5′ 4wt Diamondglass offers much better reach on a stream where there’s little in the way of overhanging trees. (I took the 4wt, and wished I had the 3wt. Such is the battle for the angler’s mind.)

The water was surprisingly comfortable; a reminder that this year’s low flows probably mean I should dig out my thermometer and bring it along, if only so I’ll know when I shouldn’t be stressing the fish (Heddon17, you have an upper range for us?).

Water Spider on the Upper Sacramento drainage
Big shadow. Little bug. Let’s hear it for surface tension!

Tomorrow, the L&T Nancy and I could easily end up hiking into an Alpine lake. You’ll hear about it second.

See you where there are fish, Tom Chandler.

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