All day my nymph returned to me with one of these little buggers impaled on the hook.

Dunno, but I'm guessing caddis.

On the hike back to my ride I did catch a decent 'bow that was hiding under a small rock.

I had cast over the rock and let it dead drift toward the overhang.  The line got tight, I set the hook and it felt like it was snagged.  Luckily I walked upstream and confirmed my suspicion that it wasn't snagged, instead this beautiful wild trout was just refusing to leave his hiding hole.

Pretty fun for a warm-up trip, but I'm not ready to say that my local creek is ready for prime-time yet.