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Monday, December 26, 2016

Guadalupe River, TX

Guadalupe River 12/26/2016

I either didn't hear the alarm or turned it off at 3:30 a.m. by accident when I happened to wake up for no reason. I had planned on getting up at 4:45 a.m. to have some time to get everything together, but that didn't happen. The O'crap moment struck at 5:20 something a.m. and I jumped out bed and made the excuse it only takes 45 minutes to get to the river. Nick and I were to meet at the rally point at 6:45 a.m., I was there at 6:42 a.m. and Nicked pulled in within a minute or so. I threw on my waders and boots then realized I needed to fix my flies. Trying to tie on a fly by Nick's IPhone light wasn't working so he tied on my fly - a sad state of affairs. Varun P. met us at the rally point and we headed down to the river while Varun dressed out. Within a few drifts Nick had a trout to the net and I had a trout on the line, only for the trout to break me off and take my entire rig. Note to self: Set up the night prior. Once Varun met us on the river I would estimate we hooked over 15 trout within 30 minutes. I landed zero with one broken tippet and four or five long distance releases while Varun and Nick were putting them in the net. 

We waded down to another location only to be swarmed by the masses; a group of three teenagers and a drift boat. I was low holed, high holed and then the guide dropped anchor all within 10 minutes. Time to move on. 

We headed back to where we started and I was discouraged to say the least; temps in the high 70's doesn't feel like trout time and I kept thinking of bass on a popper while Nick talked about hitting the coast for reds tomorrow morning. I also had not landed a trout; yet. I decided to try my fly for 5 last casts then change out. Five casts later I was changing flies, from orange zebra to red zebra midge. The orange had worker when we arrived, but nothing was hitting it late morning. A few drifts with the red zebra and trout on and in the net. A few more drifts and Nick and I watched a trout come up and hit the Pheasant Tail Nymph as I was lifting it out of the river to recast. Trout 2 to the net. A few drifts later and I landed my last trout of the morning. 

Overall another great morning on the Guadalupe; it is fishing well even with the higher than normal temperatures.