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Kicked off July in style.  Fished the upper section of one of the more famous area streams the other night.  Water temps were not great, I did not have my thermometer but it felt warm for the headwaters for sure.

  Nothing hatching so I tossed on the always deadly summer combo of a hopper with a size 16 pink squirrel as a dropper.
  This was one of those days that was just a mess for me.  Countless lost flies on the bank, profanity laced melt downs when landing a small brookie tangled the dropper around the hopper.  It was just rough.  But I caught fish so at the end of the day all was well.
  Fish were holding tight to the banks near drop offs, and tight to structure.  It almost felt like bass fishing.  The fish that ate the nymph would not eat it dead drift.  It had to be moved and twitched.  Once the flies hit the water I would wiggle the tip of the rod with a tight line through the entire drift to trigger the strikes.
  Although nothing huge was landed I did catch a pile of brook trout and a couple foot long browns.

  It did pound home the summer lesson that sometimes fish want the flies to be moving despite what all the articles tell us about the importance of a drag free dead drift.  Move those bugs to catch fish!