A good crew of us (Vass, Ken, Adam, Sean, Freddy and I) hit the Skagit River this past summer and had an unreal time. The fishing wasn't unbelievable but, seeing as we were just getting use to dead drifting nymphs under indicators, it was pretty good. The evenings provided some real good dry fly action for small, but feisty, wild bows. I managed to hook a real beauty in the run that's pictured, but, as per usual, the camera was nowhere near. The skitters were to be expected; however, none of us had ever experienced such a barrage of skitters before, so Sean, Kenn, and Adam had to head into town to grab brews, smokes, and skitter grease. Here are a few photos of the water we were hitting and a campfire on the banks.
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