Had an up and down weekend. A buddy named Jake from Willow Springs had to cancel camping plans on Saturday night, as his grandfather is very close to passing. He needed to return home to get canoes and see him, planned on meeting at Hammond in the morning before noon. Hammond Campground was closed (gated), so we decided to just find a point in Mark Twain to just camp for the night. Wish we would have went to Sunburst. Woke up early and drove to Hammond, thought about fishing a bit but are there trout up there?
Met Jake at Hammond in the morning, decided to float between Blair and Dawt, shorter and more fishing time. Got on the river around 1 and met a guy from Kansas City, he loaned me a stonefly nymph, and I strung up three rods for Jake, his girlfriend, and my girl, who was sick and not feeling well at all. We fished the riffles and runs from Blair to Patrick. Fish seemed to really hit anything with a bead head. Had several different nymph patterns which all produced. I was the only one who caught a fish that day, just a 6-7 inch guy, no paw marks.
We camped at Patrick Bridge. Other than having to carry everything up those stairs we had to put up with several people from Mountain Grove, etc. being very loud, playing music till 3am, shooting fireworks. They didn't even camp there. They just came down to get drunk. My girlfriend, trying to get a good nights sleep after basically being sick to death, cussing in the tent, and I wondered how they could be so rude. There were other folks camping there as well. Wish we would have camped at Sunburst.
Today, Sunday, was better. We woke around 9 and had coffee and breakfast. Fished directly below Patrick Bridge today. Caught several small guys there. Fished each good riffle from there and had luck getting Jake with a fish on the line. He had never really done much fly fishing, but when I explained my probably imperfect way of nymphing, he seem to catch on. And boy did he land the fish of the weekend, hell maybe the fish of his life. A really colorful rainbow, i don't know maybe 14-16 inches. Pictures will follow once I get them from him. He had a big smile on his face. He told me there was an egg pattern stuck in the fish's mouth, (because that's what I tied on for his the previous day), but it actually turned out to be a strike indicator and some tippet that appeared to be caught in the mouth & gills. We were able to remove it all and get a quick couple pictures o before being released.
We took out at Dawt and I caught a few small bows. Maybe bringing my weekend total to maybe 10. Will definitely be back, awesome river.