I’m back floating on an Aire raft again, in my opinion the best rafts in the business. Thankfully, I had a few hours yesterday to float the miracle mile section up from my house in Hirschdale. You have to get that new raft smell off, you know, that new smell of new rubber. It’s been days since I actually strung up the rods for myself. A nice bow, one of the nicest in weeks, a healthy fat female was the first fish to come to the new boat. Most of the fish where small, 10-14 inch range, but I stuck a ton of them. Kinda felt like I was on the Madison there for awhile, not the Truckee. Fish seemed to like my double beaded baetis, off of big dry flys.