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........Next we came to a pool where Bennie said was best fished by wading and presenting a nymph with an indicator. Chris doesn't particularly like to fish in this manner and I tried it for a while without any strikes. The current split at the head with the main flow running down the far side along some rocks placed there to protect the bank. A bar in mid stream allowed wading close to make presentations.
........As Chris and I watched with cameras ready, Bennie used a San Juan Worm with a couple of shots to take it to the bottom. He first foul hooked a twenty-inch rainbow at the top of the pool and then landed a beautiful rainbow that measured twenty-five inches. This fish was holding at the spot where both currents came together before flowing around a sweeping bend.
........Bennie's rainbow was the last good fish that was taken on this day. For the rest of the afternoon until dusk, we saw very few fish rise. This was surprising because there was no wind and large swarms of mating caddis promised something better. At a spot just upstream from the take-out, we spent fifteen minutes on some very difficult fish that were rising to something other than caddis.
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......By the time Bennie dropped us off at the RV park back at Green River, it was 10:00. It had been a long day on the river. The only angler we saw was shore bound and an acquaintance of Bennie's. After eating and showering, it was after midnight before we went to sleep.
......The next day was Saturday. Like the morning before, the skies were clear and it was calm. At our put-in, there was a boat with a guide and his companion. These anglers were from Park City, Utah on a busman's holiday. We shoved off at 8:45 and the other boat quickly passed us.
........There were plenty of Tricos on the water, but most of the insects were still airborne. Unlike the day before, there were fewer fish rising. I tied on a Mercer Stone Fly nymph as a dropper from the Royal Stimulator and had a strike on my second cast. It was a sixteen-inch cutthroat. As we drifted looking for working fish, a breeze began to blow.

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