Eenie, Meenie, Miney, Moe

We headed out with Phil a few days back in search of a brown trout or two. We had a fun time together with all our banter in the boat about this topic and that topic - the rising brown trout were just a bonus. It turned out that it wasn't until the low light hours that we got some good consistent rising on top. Tonight was only about working a few fish, and our hope was fulfilled. The funniest part to the evening was watching Phil crouching by the river's edge deciding what fly to tie on for a trout that was bound and determined to cycle feed over the course of what seemed to be 100 + yards and listening to a song being blasted out of a neighbouring landowners house.The song's words just so happened to be "Eenie, Meenie, Miney, Moe." That fish wasn't to be had as it's feeding "cycle" or as Phil called it "an orbit" made it impossible to catch.The rain storm managed to miss us and despite a few thousand mosquitos who were hungrily feeding, it was a very pleasant time together.  I got one neat shot of the female Dave hooked. Sometimes a little distortion due to angles can bring about some different/interesting effects in photography.