Plans over the spring got scrambled and crushed as usual, but I made it to the Backbone cabins for a no-distraction, no-nonsense, no-email stretch of three nights and four mid-week days. I fulfilled my ambition to bring along fly tying paraphenalia and spent the evenings listening to music and tying flies.
The first evening I headed down to Richmond Springs for the last hour of daylight, fishing the top pools which have become my favourites. As usual I didn’t fully gear up so had nothing but a rod and my iPhone. I caught a few trout, some with a killer bug, some with a black woolly bugger.
It’s always very pleasant to fish these pools toward darkness, as almost everyone else has gone away and you can enjoy the setting. It always seems a little bruised from the swarms of people, but that’s part of its charm.