Its like getting to the mall on Boxing Day near close. Everything's been picked over, the crowds are gone but a mess is left, the excitement just isn't the same as the day before. Everywhere I went there was bootprints and signs of guys fishing the day before. I did manage one pretty brown who had manged to escape from a heron a some point in his life and that was it
better shot of the heron wound
Hoping Whiteman's will come down in level a bit this week would love to get out and flyfish some bruiser browns.