It was the best of times, it was the worst of times....Today I had a few hours away from the utter insanity of this past week, let's just say I have had much better. So with the wife off shopping and a few hours before the rain hits, I decided to run off to my favorite river to try my luck and decompress a bit. I decided to fish a section I have never tried and the water was without a doubt the lowest I have ever seen it. So I tied on my trusty multipurpose nymph and headed out to the first set of riffles and pools. After about an hour of probing I finally caught the smallest brookie I had ever seen, had to been a native.