Upper Toccoa

It was cold, wet, and miserable.... a perfect day for fishing!  The flow was about double the safe wading level, so I knew my options would be limited.   I started up at the canoe launch without much luck.  I walked down the road and found a rock to stand on and roll case and high stick a deep run.  I managed a nice bow using a large stone fly.  I then hiked downriver to a spot I knew I could wade a little bit.  No luck.  Then back up river stopping here and there, and catching a few bows along the way. The weather reminded me of a typical day in Ketchikan, Alaska, which didn't bother me a bit!