The first week after daylight savings time kicks in is always kind of weird. You walk out of work at closing time and realize with a shock that it's still light out. It takes a few days for your sleep patterns to normalize. And you have that sudden flash of thought all of sudden there is enough time to go fishing after work.
Last Monday, the first work day after the time change, Ethan and I decided to bust out of work in a hurry and head down to the Lower Madison to swing flies for an hour or so before it got dark. The sun was shining and it was just a beautiful day and all day in the shop all I could think about was getting out on the river.
We rushed home after work, grabbed our stuff and got to the river with about an hours worth of light left. We hurried down to the first good looking swing run and got to fishing. There were midges all over the water, big ones too. No fish were eating them on top but we knew they had to be there.
In the end, our efforts were in vain. I got a couple of bumps, and Ethan did about as well. Right as the fishing was starting to get a little bit boring, I looked up off the water to behold one of the most beautiful sunsets I have seen in a while. The sky was filled with pinks, oranges, purples and other hues that words can't really describe. It was beautiful. Combine that with the peace and serenity of the river flowing by and it was a great way to get the week started.
Ethan managed to get a picture of the sunset before it fully faded:
No fish were caught that day, but it was still a very worthwhile time to be on the water. Some days the most memorable experiences on the river have nothing to do with fish.