Gone Fishin'

We drove to Little Hole for a walk upstream along the Green River toward Flaming Gorge Dam.  This tailwater fishery is known as Section A by those who raft and fish there. 

Ten years ago, we would see hundreds of trout in the clear water as we walked this section of the river. Steve caught and released trout, more or less non-stop, until his casting arm was tired.  In recent years, the fish have been smaller and fewer in number, the mayfly hatches have been less prolific, and algae grows thick on the cobblerock bottom that was once free of  this growth.  Perhaps lower water flow from Flaming Gorge Dam is responsible for the changes, or maybe more fertilizer is being used on fields upstream and is increasing the nitrogen in the water.  I've looked for online information, but I haven't found an explanation.
Still, the Green River provides a beautiful walk any time of year.

Daisy likes to fetch:

And fish. From the moment she sees a fish on the line, she's riveted: 

She likes to see her fish up close and watch them wiggle.  This one was a rainbow trout.  She gave it a good sniff:

When the trout was back in the water, Daisy wished it would hang around and play for awhile, but it rudely swam away.

 All of us were content with our six mile walk along the water.