That was the way i felt the 1st half of the day. tirko was throwing a black spring creek special and i stuck to dries. tirko was landing one fish after another, all i kept hearing was fish on, fish on, while i was thoroughly getting my ass handed to me. tirko started the morning off with a decent bull trout, which none of the pics came out worth a damn. i did manage 1 fish before noon, but it felt cheap to me. at the time i was throwing a deer hair caddis with a dropper and neither was doing shit so i cast into the big pool and decided to strip the flies to me. a cutty took the submerged dry fly on the strip. almost felt like i was cheating, i was desperate, haha. the sun was kind of hit and miss today and much cooler then it has been but didn't seem to bother the fish to much, it was took a little longer the top water action to kick in, but once it did i gained a lot of ground on tirkos fish count, not sure what it was but i was picking up momentum. as usual a purple haze was unconscious then around 2-3pm the chubby started pulling it's wait. we fished the same section as last sunday but walked down much further this time. tirko did finally get his 1st fish on a hopper, a pink chubby chernoble, this nice cutt also had a nymph wedged in it's corner pocket. unfortunately while i was trying to snap a couple of pics it got away from tirko and snapped off his chubby. now it is swimming around with 2 flies stuck in it's mouth. the fishing ended with my crawling on a little log jam peaking at a couple of nice fish chilling in front of it. i knew if i hooked one it was going to be tough to land. on my 2nd cast a good fish came from out of my view and slammed the purple chubby and right away went under the logs. my 4 weight was buckled over as i tried to horse his ass back out of there. it took a bit but i finally got him to hand for a few snaps. i hooked in the same spot last weekend but it quickly busted me off in the logs. a little redemption this time. the temp's were comfortable but cool enough to keep my shell on all day and the fishing was almost as good as last sunday. when we finally arrived back at the jeep, since i was leaving in a few days, i wanted to show tirko what to expect if he had to fire off his can of bear spray. there was no wind so we should've been good. i fired it off and as we were discussing it we started to choke. apparently even though there was no wind it had lingered around and let us know it was still there. my nose started to burn and we were both quickly gagging. the vomit reflex was full throttle. man was my stomach sore after all the refelxin'. it seemed innocent enough but i guess even if there is no wind you're not safe. as it turned out, not one of my brighter moments but no harm done.