So... off to the fly shop. Here's what's on the menu for the rainbows, browns, cutthroats and brookies of Yellowstone next week:
|Parachute Royal Coachman. Delicious!|
|Adams. 'Nuff said.|
3) The Stimulator. This bad boy will be kept in reserve for the off chance that there'll still be stoneflies hatching and buzzing around the Lamar Valley. I'm not counting on it ... but I'm also not going to Yellowstone without it.
4) Elk-hair Caddis. No brainer. In the park, depending on the water, the time of day and, of course the weather, caddis flies hatch all the way through October. Just in case, you know?
6) The Irresistible. Again, spun deer hair. Ugh. But it catches and catches and catches... Agan, hat's off to the folks who tie this critter. I'm in your debt.
|The Prince Nymph. Aptly named.|
10) The Woolly Bugger. In a pinch, this fly will catch damn near anything. I hope to be fishing on top this trip, but if we get rain or cool weather puts the fish down a bit, I'll swing a big 'bugger under cut banks, just to see what's home. Hello? Mr. Brown? Want come out and play?