Daisy was in heaven on the Green River last Sunday. She got in some good swimming and had great fun watching Steve pull in fish. She really wanted to check out the fish, but I kept her on a leash away from the action. It was funny to see her straining and whining as soon as she saw the swirling in the water.
The mayfly (baetis) hatch was minimal compared to the norm for this time of year, and the fish numbers, as seen in the clear water, seemed much less than 5 years ago. Numbers seem to go down every year as the mud on the bottom rocks accumulates. This may be due to the low water flows in the drought years. If the trend continues, the Green’s days as a quality fishery are over.