Tiny Flies

With great anticipation, we got to the river early and fished by the bridge. A guy upstream from us was catching one after another. Across the river, a young guide was with a family and the 2 kids were pulling them out without pause, seemingly with little fly casting experience and skill. What gives?? Finally I shouted out to him asking his name and fly shop, and his availability the next day. His name was Sam and he was available tomorrow afternoon.
That hole was occupied all day. We left in the late afternoon and had a nice early dinner at Heather’s, chicken pot pies, yum! Taylor Creek Fly Shop sold us some itty bitty flies, nearly impossible to hold and even more so to tie on. Evening fishing was ok. I landed 2.