I pulled out the 9wt, and fooled myself into believing that I would get luck today. I got up early and spent a couple of hours practising my casting on Highland Creek.
There was frost on the ground, and the water was quite low and gin clear. Sadly, there were more signs of coyote than steelhead, I afraid. OTOH, it was a beautiful morning, really nice to get out. Just as I was going to throw in the towel, I found a little group of 12 big fish all ganged up together in a little pond on one of the curves. Still no luck, but maybe one day when the water’s a little higher!