I needed a day to reassess my life purpose and overall motivations in the realm of the fly angler after the whopping I took yesterday on the Yellowstone. As the sun rose over the Bridgers this morning, I sat and wondered what happened to all the whitefish? Ah hell, it's just fishing...sometimes it sucks!
Heading back to the Mo in the morning and will be up there all week. I like fish that eat wire worms and God knows I need to go find some to restore my faith in this whole wild trout fishery thing!