Saturday was tough. We ended up getting only a half-dozen or so after a full day of fishing. All came within a 50 yard stretch and mostly on foam with rubber legs. It was fun to get some top water action and we ended the day with a nice, fat 13 incher wearing his fall colors. I thought they were going to be on fire but I ended the day humbled - that's fishing.
Sunday was short but much better. A low pressure system moved in overnight and turned the fish on. My buddy got a few on small nymphs (18s) and I, still feeling yesterdays desperation, put on a wooly bugger. Man do fall brownies like wooly buggers. I hadn't fished a bugger up there in a while, opting for dries and nymphs, but it was fun to watch those little brownies go head-over-heels for that wooly. Per the norm, I lost a VERY nice fish, which I let take me under an under-cut bank. I could feel him thrashing as I tried to guide him out then he was gone (probably upper teens).
Good way to end the trip. If you can get up there before closing time, they were taking small thin-bodied nymphs and we got a few on scuds, I used a black foam fly with rubber legs with success, and of course streamers.