Swinging flies with the spey rod most of the day, I typically had the river to myself.
A quick snow squall and the cold temps felt more like January than late October.
After working my way through the majority of my favorite runs in the lower river without a single grab, I decided to make my way back upriver. I stopped at a two runs to swing flies and another I fished with my centerpin in a last chance effort to save the day. The chunky skip pictured above was the reward. Not a streamer fish, or even a big fish, but it still felt good to see some AuSable steel.
Today's gear was a 550gr Skagit line with 10-15 feet of T-14. As far as flies, I tried a variety of natural looking sculpins and leeches, obnoxious flashy creations, and everything in between.