This specimen resembled several others of around the same size and perhaps the same species, which were pretty common in my February sample from the upper Yakima. Unfortunately, I misplaced the specimen before I could get it under a microscope for a definitive ID.
This was a great trip down the classic trout water of the Brule, fishing and collecting bugs along the way. In one of the lakes, we got to watch the cutest little bear cub brutally maul the cutest little whitetail fawn—a salient reminder that nature doesn't particularly care about cuteness.