We fished Indian from the confluence with East Indian about 2.5 to 3 miles downstream. The water was looking a lot better than it did last time I was there in July. Some of the slack water still had a bit of ice on it in the morning but most of that had melted off by the afternoon. That big pond looking pool at the confluence still had a thin sheet of ice and I spotted what I believe to be the much dreaded didymo on the gravel below there. Hope I'm just paranoid and it is native algae or something. Treating my gear anyway. Did not actually fish East Indian though I did drive up a ways near where that first yellow trout sign is by that big boulder all the kids carve their name into. There was some ice in front of and behind that bolder obscuring my view into the deeper water (not to mention making it unfishable). That water was as you may expect crystal clear, could see to the bottom in water up to my chest clear as day. Those other folks where fishing in East when we drove up 9B and they where packing it in when we drove out, scowls and all. We almost gave up on fishing earlier when it sunk in that if there where fish there they must have invented a cloaking device. Staring up at those huge boulders imagining some bear sleeping up there got me thinking about trying to find a den and having Nick video me trying to pet a sleeping bear. That is exactly how desperate I get when I can't find the fish. Didn't even see any of the usual suspects hanging under the bridge in that nice run they made for them. It was sorry. We reckon they must have moved either downstream or into the river due to the prolonged extreme cold this winter. I threw size 16 BH nymphs at first, then threw on a zebra midge below it when I starting seeing those little guys. It was good to stretch out the ole' casting arm and get back in the water either way. If you guys find em' please let me know what we're doing wrong, cause I sure as hell would like to know.