~Bosnian guide Mita waits for the evening action to get underway~
The Pliva might have a staggering head of fish, but if they’re not intent on feeding, it’s best to play a waiting game. Granted, we managed to tempt a few fish under a relenting sun though once this slipped behind those towering mountains, fly started hatching in earnest. Thankfully both trout and grayling responded, giving us a chance to connect with them using a range of small dry flies.
~Trout like this were in the offing for those exercising patience~