Well... quite the day. It starts off early (we leave Red Deer at six a.m.) and ends late (home at 2:30 a.m.) but with lots of activity in between. Right off the bat, Frank and Wade are into fish on the outside bend at McKinnon Flats; these early fish eat Copper John-type nymphs, under a hopper/indicator. We had our hopes up for some hopper/surface action, but through most of the day, the hoppers were working only as indicators. Having said that, the droppers were working well, be they Evil Weevils or ants, or for that matter ye olde reliable garden hackle... yes the San Juan Worm in a variety of sizes and types did the trick once again. In mid-day, some good fish were found in the well-oxygenated riffle heads, in fast, knee-deep water. I flog the Bow River Bugger while we are moving the boat, with very modest sucess; I take a small one on the streamer, move another very large fish, but only have one other hit. Mind you, we spend comparatively little time drifting; we're walkin' and wadin' for the most part. Also, Frank cleverly steers us away from the route followed by most of the armada of drift boats going down the stream, usually the outside bends. There must have been twenty-five or thirty boats in our stretch at one time or another. Come dusk, we find ourselves at a big pool just upstream from the North Bow Lodge. For a couple of hours, the fish come to the surface and feed with abandon, and good fun is had by all. At one point, Wade spots a big fluttering stonefly skittering down the pool. Sure enuff, a fish we'd been watching slurps down the stonefly. Being attuned to the obvious, Wade ties on a Skwala-type pattern, and skitters the fly into the zone --- and wham! --- an angry trout is on the end of the line! We are having so much fun with the dry fly action that we fail to notice that it's getting dark, lol. Man, having to find the takeout at Legacy Island in the dark after having not been there for a couple of years (they've changed it!) led to a few anxious moments, but all ends well. Had a strange experience with a beaver today. I think something was wrong with this rodent... it came right up to the driftboat in broad daylight, and ignored Wade when he brushed it with an oar... senile?? Biggest fish of the day was Frank's 24.5" 'bow. It was mostly 'bows today, altho Frank got a nice brown and a couple of smaller browns were brought to hand. Some slow spells mid-day, but other than that pretty steady action throughout. Excellent shuttle service once again from Bow River Shuttles.