Salmonfly season is upon us here in the Greater Yellowstone area. The shop has been buzzing with anticipation for quite some time now. Hero stories of trout eating big dryflies with reckless abandon on the local waters have finally started to be the main topic of conversation. It’s very exciting, but as a shop guy in the middle of his nine-day workweek, it can make you start to go crazy. I knew I wasn’t going to survive another day in the shop without getting out myself for at least a couple hours.
I was out the door before 5 AM this morning and on my way towards Gallatin Canyon. I had to be at work for 9:30 so I only had a couple of hours of good fishing time. While I did not see any adult salmonflies that early, evidence of their emergence was littered all over the banks. Right away I had fish eating the chubby chernobyl and I knew it was going to be a good morning. Visibility was about 1.5 feet thanks to the rain that pushed through last night, but a well placed fly along the bank still proved deadly.
My time on the river went by way too fast, and I would have loved to spend all day out there, but driving in to town this morning I felt much better about working in the shop today. Swing on by and get the latest report, its changing daily.