'-G- wrote:Damn wooly. Your photos have been fantastic as of late. I need to get down there again.
some days are better that others....
2017 – 15
Sent a text to Lurker "M", “thinking about going back today”, he replied with some saffa/Austrian undecipherable message, but after fully waking up, replied that he was in. “I got beerz and snads” so we headed down the road. The Lurker "M" got into a nice fish in a difficult run that has only produced sporadically for me. I was denied. Looking at the tailout, I spotted some small rises and tied on a caddis emerger. Boom! LOL
Worked the fish that lives under the log that I lost yesterday. Got it to flash twice on the girdle bug, cast a little further up, hoping for a better drift when this guy intercepted the meal.
What do you do when a string of kayakers float through your water?
You know they are feeding on these…
Lurker "M" has the fish pics...
Heard and then saw a pileated woodpecker…
[report]2017 - 16
I woke up with a stiff back and was walking around like my 92 year old dad. Jesus, getting old sux, I had fished three days in a row and was paying a price for covering many miles of the river. Took some naproxen and hobbled off to work, checked the mail, oh great, a letter from the SSA, saying they never received my companies W2’s from the IRS, clearly this is the fault of the Obama administration. Run around getting copies of 2105 W2s and send them off … WTF? Why contact me… just request ‘em from the IRS… fuckers…. Well it was approaching lunch time, my back was feeling better and I couldn’t help thinking about all those caddis hatching. Worked through lunch and then stopped by the fly shop. Christ, slim pickings in the caddis bin… stop and tie or drive? I’ll make do with what I have. Ran into a local guy at the river. Despite the fact that he was all wadered up and ready to fish, he was kind enough to ask which way I was headed and took off in the opposite direction. I had about three hours of daylight left, just enough to hit most of this reach. Bugs were everywhere but the fish weren’t looking up. Just like the other day with Lurker "M" I couldn’t find the fish. Made some adjustments and bam, thought I was hung on the bottom until I felt the pulse of a fighting fish. It made a dramatic leap into the air before I brought it to net. Thought I got a decent shot and released it back into the cold clear water.
SBOF School of Photography!
Worked the water, picked up a few more fish on the way down.
Oh, what did I just see? I think in saw a trout rise, I’ve never seen a rise down here before! I was getting a chubby!! I stared and studied while putting on a fresh leader. Slashing rises, one, two, thee awe hell they are all over the place… Rummaged through the fly box, settled on a dark sedge dry even though I was pretty sure they were taking the emerges in the film… hooked a sweet 16 incher on the first cast. The fight put the pool down for a bit and then it was game on again. It didn’t last long and they stopped rising but as I glanced on downstream I saw more fish working the bug line. Long cast were required and most were out of reach. I’ll have to find a way to navigate to that spot when there is more daylight. Turned back and had at a few more fish that were sporadically taking bugs. What fun!
Stayed past sunset and hiked out in the failing light of the day.
I think I’ll be tying up some of these…