Just ahead was what I was looking for: a deeper hole that fish would hold in during the winter season. In the winter it is crucial to carefully approach fish because they seem hyper-sensitive and will spook at the slightest disruption, even more than normal.
I stayed low while thoroughly working the spot, and was rewarded with nothing! Desperate to see a fish, I walked through the hole while keeping my eyes peeled... I was now purposefully trying to spook fish, just to see if they were there! Nothing, not one scurrying fish. Not a good sign.
Every snow-shelf I came across had icicles of all sizes, no two snow-shelves were the same.
Some icicles were thick and some were thin, but this next seemed to be upside-down!
As I walked up the stream I half-heartedly fished behind bigger rocks and small runs...just in case.
Every portion of this river looked picture perfect. The bridge just upstream was my ending point and, as you guessed, I was sure to snap another picture.