Brookie and I ventured to the Housy last evening. We actually fished as dusk was approaching, took a break, then headed back into the wee hours of the morning. In the early evening when the sun on its way out, we got a few browns both on top and nymphing. Lots of surface activity in XXXXXXX Hole. At one point, there were so many rises that you couldn't keep track of them. At one point, there was an immediate hatch that burst right in front of my eyes. . .small cream/white colored that were no bigger then a size 22 or 24.

After a dinner break, we headed back. The moon was out and shining bright, but we pursued with the usual TPO attitude. We fished a lot of water; water that was under canopy and water that had the shine of the moon glimmer upon it. I got 5 browns, the largest being a hair or two over a foot, the others being around 10' or so. Nothing huge, but tons of fun. Brookie also got a few browns, and a huge Bass (that took him for a ride around the pool). Check out the pictures

That feeling of the line being ripped upon the swing is an awesome sensation! I had some really productive flies to use (Tony) , so I must give credit where credit is due. . .not to mention a certain deadly "midnight leader" from the Predator himself .

Great time!

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