Last night I got out of work early and stopped by the Swift River. First thing I noticed was a large hatch that was going on. I couldn’t get anything interested in what I had for the couple hours I was there.
This morning I woke up and went out to see if I couldn’t trick some pressured fish into taking my offerings. Third cast I got a taker who put up a good fight. He wasn’t a jumper but he shook his head and tried to dive and throw the hook. It didn’t work and he was soon brought to the net.
That was the only fish I could fool in the three hours I was there. I got a few light hits later on but it seemed like the fish were just nosing it instead of trying to eat it.