Rivers have been high, clouds low, and the weather has basically sucked, but one of the good things about East TN is that you can always find something to fish regardless of the conditions. I made it a point to get the hell out of the house yesterday in spite of the high winds and freezing temps. Having tied warm water bugs for two days in thoughts of spring I found myself twitching at the thought of smallies, so I called my best bud, made the plan, and immediately threw my new ties in a box. I was rowing my Wonderbug 45 minutes later against stiff headwinds and whitecaps as I realized that this may be my first irrational decision of 2013. I was wrong. To say the bite was good is an understatement. It was flat out perverted. Something in the cosmos had caused every species in the river to flip their shit. We had carp, shad, largemouth, suckers, and smallies chasing flies every step of the way. We started off throwing typical winter stuff subsurface, and after a while got silly with it and started fishing junk that doesn't see the water except in the warmer months. On several occasions we had multiple smallies crashing the same top water fly. In all it was just one of those days that can't be explained or replicated.
Its been noted here that newbies sometimes get a rough treatment. Here is one response, written by Old Dog, that might help those thinking of making their first post understand a little bit about this place. After you read this take a moment (or two or three) and look around and get a sense of this place. If you're still interested make your intro and join the fray. —Jed