Sim/Cullen farm, between Mataura and Wyndham July 6, 1978 We returned to the same pleasant spot where Peter fished on the first day, July 2. It was a holiday, however, and there were picnickers and fishermen on both sides of the river ('New Zealand Day' whatever that means). I started downstream and came to an opening in the willows about '1/2 mile down where I spotted a nice fish feeding in the shallow gravel near shore. A few casts with a #18 Adams and I had him fast. He fought doggedly and persistently for about 10 minutes before I could net him. Woody had arrived in the meantime and took pictures. He was 20 1/2 inches and weighed 3 1/2 lbs. on Woody's little scale. I kept him for tomorrow breakfast. Andy Russell the fish warden came by as I was casting to another feeding fish in deep water. He visited a while, and Andy spotted the wandering fish for me while I tried to cast ahead of him. He seemed to take the fly once but I felt nothing. I saw a few other feeding fish but had no more strikes. Nor did I or Woody have any luck. The day was clear, bright sunshine, light breeze - everything looked great except there were no good hatches and there not much of a rise. After dinner we went to the gravel pit beach right in the outskirts of Gore. Still no hatch till 9:30 as it was getting dark. Woody saw some rising fish and had several casual strikes but no hook-up.