We got to the Swift River parking lot at 5:45 am. We were the 3rd car in the parking lot and the rain was moving in. We fished a few spots down river and walked all the way up to the spillway of Quabbin but landed no fish.
While the upper section of the river produced no fish, it did produce two spotted fawns eating breakfast.
We went back down the river to fish a pool that was just to fishy to pass up. There were two main parts to this pool. We split up then traded spots. My friend hooked into a rainbow that pulled like a locomotive and majestically somersaulted numerous times before breaking off his 6x tippet. We figured the color was red and the only thing in my fly box that’s red, was a San Juan Worm. I drifted the worm under a tree and it was attacked by that same trout. As quickly as the fly was taken, the tippet was snapped and the fish got away. I’m fairly confident that it was the same fish that broke off on the 6th of this month. So we nicknamed the fish “fly shop”. When someone catches it they’ll get a two free copper johns and a san juan worm.