Within a few moments, Al was into fish number one. When he landed number three I crossed over as I figured all the fish must be there as the reason for my lack of connection. I would work the run, Al would step in behind me and hook a fish. I would put on a curtain fly, Al would do the same and hook a fish. This was getting very troubling as I played gillie netting fish after fish for this well accomplished and knowledgeable angler. I was being schooled.
I did everything possible to get the set up correct. I changed leader lengths, added weight, removed weight. went through dozens of flies, even ones I had Al give me from his box, and nothing, not one take could I make happen even though I worked as hard as possible..
Al finished the day with ten hooked and eight landed ranging from eighteen to twenty one inches. All rainbows and very beautiful.
I will continue to figure this out. It seems like I will have to evaluate every aspect of my setup.
Al left the river in a state of total bliss. Like he was a child again in full appreciation for what just happened. This was a very good thing to see. Me, on the other hand am haunted by this day and by the experience. Can't wait till Sunday for another dose of humility.