I was finished I tell you, finished with that project, so when I took off in the afternoon to fish puneville I wasn’t worried about stealing away a couple of hours from work. Made the drive up in an hour and change only to find the usually empty lot filled with four cars, WTF on a Thursday afternoon…, I thought about heading to another spot, but popped a beer as I wasn’t in a hurry, put the reel on ass backwards, snapped a photo and posted it, only to realize my faux pas a bit later… A spin / corn dunker dude came off the river and we talked for a while. “How’d you do?’ I enquired. “Didn’t catch any,” he replied. I asked what he was using and looked at his spinners and offered up some suggestion “Them other guys, wouldn’t say anything and gave me the evil eye,” he told me. “I got me a fly poll, but haven’t figured it out yet,” he continued. I told him to get in touch with the local TU and that there was a “Fishing with friends” event that might give him some pointers on fly fishing…
When I got to the water I realized that I had not only put the reel on assbackwards, but had posted up the pic… well at least I was drinking a beer at 1 o’clock.
Convinced that the stunted browns will still strike a streamer I tried on a small slumpbuster.
Worked the run and damn if I didn’t get lowholed, so I changed directions and went up to the slough
Caught a couple of streamer eating browns and a trespassing rainbow who moved down from the stocked waters.
Then the damn phone rang. “We need you to make a couple of changes on the show!” Fuckeity fuk fuk! Trudge back to the car and make the drive back to the office made the changes and got the file uploaded before five.
Jazz Night – beer, music, and fly tying…
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NWS alerts were popping up all day Saturday about severe thunderstorms and heavy rains, a musky float for Saturday got called off, so I drank beerz and tied flies at my new favorite local…
Frist stop was some coffee and jazz alone with Jim Harrison’s The Great Leader.
Then off to the brewery for some fly ties…and beers
woke up Sunday and looked at my options, best bet was going over the hump and fish the west slope, but I hate that drive, and they were still calling for foul weather in the afternoon, so I decided to hit the local early and toss some streamers in the grey grey skies.
Water was up a couple of inches and stained a bit more than usual with some mud pouring in from the little creeks. The air was still and it was humid with low clouds threating rain in the early light. Got a quick strike thought I had a good hook set, but the fish got off, chcking the point, I see that it’s bene bent. My bad, I had used that hook for some fly surgery and put it back in the bin, never mind, hone a new point…. That would work…. The fish that got off was just laying in the deep still water at my feet and chased after the streamer on the next cast… but she be gone gone gone.
Moved on down and down some more. The big pool looked furious with the chutes feeding together is a fast foamy current. I cast at the convergence and wham! The fish must have been not more than a half foot under the surface it struck so quickly
Hey, I know you, I caught you twenty days ago, nice to see you out and about and locking so robust! Carry on!
Caught his little sister a few cast later. Before moving on down and around. The skies lightened up a bit and the rain never came, and I was sweating a bit, too damn warm…
Fished the rest of this reach with not much more to write about. Honker bombers coming in low, whipped out the camera, missed the best shot…
And then I was done, ready to hike out and call it a day. I got to the lot and saw that the slimyhooker had arrived and must have headed on downstream… might as well go say hi… I found him fishing near the bottom and had taged a few, I went in behind and got a couple of hard bumps and saw a couple of fish give chase….
The SH said we should work this other section and we bushed whacked through the briars to get there. Deep wading revealed a nut chilling leak in the crotch along with the ones on the calf and ankle… I was pretty much done and called it a day around 3:30.. the rain and severe weather never made it up this far north, but there was plenty of trouble down in Georgia, say a prayer for those folks… and make a donation to the
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