The piece of water shown in the picture is about 6 or 7 miles above Swift. I'm not exaggerating when I say that it took one of the craziest bushwacks I've ever experienced (and anyone who knows me would say that I'm famous for my propensity to bushwhack) to get to this spot.
A funny story: me and my buddy (the one shown above) were nymphing the slots below that drop on river left and all of the sudden out of nowhere comes a kayaker right through our water. He just glides over our lines- doesn't say anything or even make eye contact. It just about scared the crap out of us when it happened.
I am familiar with the point just below the bridge. I stumbled into some amazing 'large' fish there during memorial day a couple of years ago. My buddy who had property there says the hike up to where you are is pretty amazing. Did the fishing match the scenery?