From then on Pete didn't fish. He coached both Phil and I, as we nymphed the river with tons of success. In the end, Pete got his chance to fish again, but this time to rising fish. After switching from a small fly to a tiny one, he caught his last fish of the day.
Pete reluctantly stuck his hands in the water, in order to get the tiny dry fly out of the fish’s mouth. After popping ice out of his guides, and trying to warm his hands, Pete asked the question we were all needing to hear; "Are you guys cold enough yet?"
"I know I've had enough fun for one day." Phil said, and we all walked back to the vehicles, half frozen.
Phil opened the gates to get us out of our parking spots as we headed back to Boise. On the drive home, I had plenty of time to reflect on the day. I said to myself, self, I says... Perhaps I can convince John, (the owner of Anglers, where I work) that he needs to buy a Shadow 2 for us employees to "try out" in the shop... I guess we will see how that goes.