One of the best mornings I had this summer was fishing pan fish and bass on the fly. Wading shoes, license pinned to my shirt, hemos clipped to my shorts, rod in hand, popper on the line and a black bugger in my hat. Waded down through some rapids til they hit flatwater and just went to town. Fish left and right, bites every other cast. Only made more rewarding by the two bait fisherman down below me staring in disbelief as they were casting in every direction without a single bite ha. Love me some early morning warm water fishing with the fly rod.