I had received word from a friend that in recent days a certain nexus had been achieved, a downturn, slightly, in the number of anglers and boats on the Bighorn, and an uptick in the dry fly fishing. Come here on some summer days and you’ll pass your time dredging the river’s holes with San Juan worms, drifting these big flies unseen 5 or 6 feet down exactly with the speed of the current. A two-ended boat with oars, it was quickly loaded with a cooler (lunch and drinks), fly vests, a landing net, rain gear and fishing rods. The Bighorn is a river whose waters below the Yellowtail Dam for 15 or more miles are filled with thousands upon thousands of trout, many of them big, 20 inches or more. read more