Thanks for the HF advice
Had a great two days on the ranch section of the Henrys Fork this past mid-July. One day with John McDaniel, and one with Pat Gaffney. The river was scheduled to double in flow the last two days of our planned trip, so we bailed. Amazingly, Pat was immediately rebooked for the days we gave up. Maybe we made a mistake...
Anyway, John is an exceptional guide, worthy of every bit of praise that other posters have heaped upon him. According to my wife's "fitbit", we walked 9 miles with him in one day. We are both in pretty good shape, and John has a few years on us, but we still had to hustle to keep up. He told us right off that bat that the fishing was best early and late (no surprise, there) so we siesta'd mid-day, which is something I often do anyway. We fished till noon, took a break till 5, then fished till dark. Everything you have read about the ranch is true - those fish are tough. With John on the first day, I got 2 eats (missed both), and my wife got one hook-up (three jumps and gone). Nevertheless, we learned a lot about fishing the Ranch, and had a great time. John was very disappointed in the bug activity, all day. Did not see anything in the morning, either on the water or rising. Evening was a bit better, but all of the feeding activity was confined to a small area, and only lasted about 30 minutes.
Pat took us to a different section of the Ranch water. The first thing that we noticed about Pat was that the headliner of his truck is festooned with probably a few hundred "trophy flies" - flies that caught a 23" or larger fish from the Henrys Fork. This guy knows his stuff! Great attitude and very personable as well as a great guide. We spotted several fish throughout the day, and went through a wide range of fly changes as we targeted each fish. I got several eats, but no hook-ups early on. Later in the day, we fished to one particular fish for about 1-1/2 hour. Pat said he had fished to him before that summer, but never hooked him. I did - twice, and missed him once more. The final eat was on a beetle, and on the first cast, I counted down to almost the exact moment he would eat, and still set too soon! In frustration, I spun around, hooked my foot on a rock, and did a face plant! Pat beat me back to the boat, and when I got there, all wet, my wife asked what happened. I asked Pat why he had not told her what happened, and he said "Wasn't my story to tell". But I bet he told a few buddies later! Anyway, Pat is also a great guide, and even though the Ranch beat us this time, we both had a great time.
Again, many thanks for the advice, both public and private.
Jim