We've arrived on the Guadalupe River in south Texas, a stones throw from San Antonio. We're renting a beautiful home right on the river, between two sets of rapids: the Ponderosa Ripple and the Devil's Playground. Each day I've witnessed at least a few fly fishers at each, hopefully attesting to the fine fishing there. After two days of disdainfully ignoring the local methods, I finally caught a nice rainbow on a white wooly bugger.
Most locals fish a couple of flies on an indicator but I wanted to use my traditional way of fooling river fish. Stubborn, and not too bright, I'll now emulate the local methods and maybe even start catching fish somewhat consistently. Here's the riffle the trout was feeding in before succumbing to my white wooley bugger.
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