Unfortunately, a look into my nymph box confirms my
suspicion: I do not have an exact imitation at hand. I guess it so happens when you’re a
keen dry fly fisherman…..the ‘dry disease’ makes you optimize your dry fly arsenal, but neglect
the wets and nymphs. I choose the nymph that might come close to the original somehow. The
effort (to abandon the dry fly instead of the nymph) is rewarded by several rainbow trout
that made the fast moving, rather shallow water their home. To reward the reward, fresh beer is
already cooling in the stream…..