Final trip of the year.

Fished with Brent McClane of Feather-Craft  yesterday, it was his first time on the North Fork of the White .  Put the boat in at ROLF and floated to Blair. We had pretty good intentions of getting on the water a little earlier than the 9:30 I believe we actually started but with lost rod tube caps, mis-placed keys, and general bs'ing we didn't quite make it.It was one of those days where anywhere there is usually fish on the river they were caught, and usually with decent numbers. The day actually started off a little slow until we hit Cave Riffle and it was really consistant from there all the way to Blair. Mostly fished stones with an egg dropper. At one point I was looking through my flies and saw a stone that I hadn't tried in a long time, a rubber-leg. The rubber-leg was tied on and within 2 or 3 casts a fish took it. All but one of the fish we had caught before that fish were on an egg. As the fishing stayed steady I would say that probably 2 out of three fish were on that fly. Turns out old flies still work now....WHO would have thought! We stayed at ROLF that night while we waited on Tim Beeze, also with Feather-Craft  to arrive for todays fishing (12-30.) We cooked pasta in an electric skillet and tried to devise a plan on how we were going to tie more rubber-legs and eggs...neither one of us brought our tying stuff for ONCE. Beeze arrived after taking the scenic route to ROLF and enjoyed pasta right along with us, we offered Beeze a casadilla made of Tortillas, EZ Cheese, and beef jerkey--an offer he turned down. We watched Borat as McClane (who will forever to me be referred to as McGyver) tied flies with hemos as the vise and vise grips as the base, and as Beeze boiled his pasta water over. Unfortunately I had to leave around 11:00 p.m. to help my wife run one of our boys to the ER with what we feared was pneumonia, turns out it was bronchitis and a breathing treatment later we left the hospital at around 3:45 a.m. so I missed todays fishing.