Putah Creek Huh?

Fortunately the name has little to do with the quality of fishery, because I have to say Putah creek does'nt exactly conjure up images of place someone would want to visit let alone drive 6 hrs to fish for 4-5. But that's where we were (Hares ear, Klinkhammer, and mosquito) and darn it we'd make the best of it
Arrived at around 6:30 and their was a frost over everything and fog was trying to move in but the sun had begun to change both to a bright clear day. Met a couple of anglers near a parking area and found they were from modesto and had seen some youtube videos of the creek and decided to fish it.... sounds familir. Air temp. 33 degrees water temp. 46, so I hope it warms up a little. Hatches of midges were out early and we did see one good rise but other than that we saw nothing all morning. We all threw something different thinking that by splitting up and covering alot of water one of us would find the trick, But half the day in we were starting to beleave it would take much longer than a day to figure it out.
Lunch time, now we could regroup, discuss, plan, and even more importantly eat. A green bomb burrito and a soda later we're back on the water but this time a little further down stream and right off we notice something different, fish. And in no time I've hooked into one of the biggest fish I'd ever caught, zzzziiippp like a flash it shoots through the shallow water right in front of Klink making a strong run for the submerged tree and is no sooner wrapped around a limb, I jump the tree franticly sloshing through the creek to free it and was able to loosen it only long enough to wrap another snag give a few head shakes and wiggled right off the barbless hook aargghh.
It only got better from there and when all was said and done Klink had quite a few fish and even caught someone elses fly. He tied it on and turned out to be the hot fly of the day, nice catch. Also fish started to rise to some fairly large bwo's an olive dun worked well for me as I rose a couple rainbows.
Good day of fishing on some new water with a couple of the fly's was great but more importently I learned Just like you don't judge a book by it's cover you don't judge a place by the name. Good times and tight lines.