Yesterday at FC, I was at a hole, and a guy started watching from behind. Turns out he was from Edmonton, and had never fished the Bow. I gave him a couple of pointers, and a couple of flies ( cuz all he had were some big dries). Said it was OK if he wanted to fish the hole ( he didn't have waders) and directed him to a spot about 100 ft down at the end of the hole. I was at the top.
Up comes a fisherman, and it was obvious we were in his spot. Without a word, he started throwing BETWEEN us.
No other fisheren in sight - 3/4 mile of good holes, but by jingy this was his spot.
Not being confrontational, I just kept casting.
I caught, he didn't - the gods are kind.
Assholes exist.