The run would not give up anymore fish, so I decided to go back to the Van and try the next access. I was the fifth vehicle... 9:00 am on a Saturday...Time to hobble. I had one run in mind, it was occupied, So I decided to have a seat and wait it out. I watched as the run was worked many times over by the two anglers. Nymphs took a couple small fish at the tail only, I became confident that the "Black Bush" was going to come through for me. They finally pulled out of the run and made their way back downstream. I started at the head and by the time I had reached the tail I had hooked 3 decent trout, unfortunately I only landed one.
I passed through the run a couple more times drawing blanks. I was now convinced it was done. and so was I. I arrived home a couple hours earlier than planned. What a "Grand" way to start the long weekend!