Here's a fish story for you. When I drove to the Yakima canyon today there were BWO's already flying around in the pullout. I tumbled down to the bank and was standing there getting tied up and I noticed those big ants with the orange head and thorax and the black abdomen were out now. But then I noticed that they have climbed into my fly box and three were carrying off a BWO cripple. Like most government projects, one was pulling the wrong way, but they had the fly out of the box and up the bank when I wrestled it away from them. I was thinking that means the cripple is the right fly for the day. Unless it's an orange and black ant.