I got a quick float in on the Henry's Fork this morning. Aside from the relative seclusion, it was your typical late-summer day in the Box Canyon. We got out early to avoid the tube hatch, and passed a few hours running double nymph rigs through slot after slot. [I suspect that a Lucky Lil's next to Trouthunter would crush it.]
As usual, we saw most of the action on deep dead-drifts (and I mean dead) in current, near large boulders with a big/black + small/green set-up. More than most rivers, I think fly placement is key to moving fish in the Box. There is so much food in the water column that they usually just won't bother chasing more than a few inches.
Anyway, here are a couple photos from today:
The result of my first cast of the day -
Meet Huck. He likes fish. (BTW, if you ever find yourself raising a would-be bird and boat dog, I wouldn't recommend 'building prey-drive' by letting him toy with trash-fish) -
