Sitting on a rock, in the sun, I glanced down to observe a pale yellow skwalla nymph, near it’s 1st instage, crawling along shallows, on the edge of the river. It was headed to deeper water to take up residence under a rock. Soft and vulnerable and rarely seen, it was a surprise to see it this early in the season. I glanced to my left and saw a freshly hatched Caddis, floating on the surface of the shallows. Neither of these bugs are “normally” seen this time of year. Two things I’ve learned over time. Bugs don’t care what normal is. And it’s good to take time away from fishing, to see what’s going on.
The concept of global warming, is easily believable this winter. In the forty years in the Sierras, it’s about the most dry I’ve seen. I think the bugs are just seizing the moment, in an unpredictable climate. As a fish councilor, I recommend sitting, and observing. These kinds of experiences give you a fishing advantage. Whether sitting at your vice back home or shopping for flies at the store, it pays to learn the constantly shifting menu fish choose from.