Found the other guys working back to the trailhead and since they were working downstream, I decided to see if I could pick up any scraps they left upstream.
Found several small mayflies coming off, but I still couldn't get any topwater love.
As I came to this pool I decided I was going to catch a fish from it, so I just kept casting until I did.
After about the 27th time I said, "last cast," my persistence paid off.
Man these fish are something special.
Thanked the little guy for making my hike down worthwhile and sent him back to the drink.
This was the only fly of the 3 or 4 different ones I tried that got any love.
As always, the scenery is worthwhile....
Supposedly this is the base of the chair lift that used to be there.