Foolin' Fish

I had a slow few days on the river at the beginning of this week which crushed my moral and made me take a few days off to recuperate, but I headed back to the river today with a full head of steam and an abundance of fresh flies.  The weather felt like late april, with a high in the upper 60's today in reno, but the water was clear and cold.  I fished my usual set up for this time of year (bugger with a midge) and got to work.  I was in a crowded place near downtown and everyone that passed by felt like talking... I just wanted to fish.  Finally, I posted up a little further away from the bike path and got a little peace and quite, until, of course, my phone started ringing.  I just could not get away.  I answered and tried to keep the conversation as short as possible when all of the sudden I actually had a reason to go.  In the middle of the conversation this bow took hard and helped me end the call.  It always seems that animals like to wait until your least ready.  Whether its chukar hunting, when your climbing a rock with your gun on the ground, or duck hunting when your cleaning up the decoys, or fishing when something else distracts you, the animals always try and capitalize just to try and piss you off.  I wish that I could fool the fish into thinking that I was never ready, but for now Ill take fooling them with one of my midges.