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By woolly bugger
#702689


#133 45 overcast to sunny

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I was hoping that a couple of days of gloomy weather would kick the bwos into high gear. I left home in the rain with the anticipation of arriving just as the worst of the weather passed. I had tied up some emerger patterns and I put the #24 barr's and #20 sippers on the threaders in the C&F box. Then I finished gearing up with some layers as it was 20 degrees cooler than the last time I was here.

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I hiked on in, stopping at a deep run to study the water, it was running clear and there were several fish hitting the surface. You might say, "Things are looking up".

I looked at the redds and watched a dominate fish chase all other away from a female that was holding steady.



I looked at the next riffle and didn't see too much activity, so I went on down where I saw a good number of fish working the hatch.

I had some early success catching some punes with the bwo parachute that was already on the rod, but I wanted to try one of the new emergers that I had tied. I went to open my vest pocket, Oh, crap. I left the fly box in the car. Now I was a mile down the river with only one fly. Damn. I briefly entertained the idea of hiking out to get it. That thought evaporated and I continued to fish with my one fly brining in a handful of picky punes.



The sun was coming out and the fish were slowing down all too soon. I began to work my way out and caught several more at the first run before things shut down completely.

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Fly box was right where I left it...

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By woolly bugger
#702691
#134 37 sunny

As I was walking out along the field I started to slip and slide, it took a moment to realize that ice was forming on the felt soles of the boots and sliding on the grass. It was a quarter past five, hard to believe how fast the temperature dropped.

With no wind and strong sun, the 37 degrees felt warm on the walk in. I checked all the spots going in and didn't see any risers so I decided to go with streamers.
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I worked it hard for over two hours and all I came up with was 2 or 3 grabs. Down at the last run, I spied some sippers on the far side. I switched out to a Frog's Fanny 9.5' 7x leader and tied on a Sipper BWO Emerger. They liked it and I caught a handful. Standing balls deep in the run I concluded that it's time to start wearing fleece pants.

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too cold to hold the fish...  :o

I moved on up and hit another run with a sizable number of fish rising. I peppered the first hookset and broke that fragile tippet. By the time I tied on a replacement the fish had all but shut down. 

I was approaching 5 and the sun was well behind the ridge when I left the river.


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By woolly bugger
#702692


#135 35 ~ 41 cloudy

My audio book loan was due back this afternoon and I had 4 hours left. I managed to finish up by the time I arrived at the river.

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You would think, like Dougfish and I that this was going to be a banner BWO day with tons of bugs and a plethora of trout gobbling them up.

But that didn't happen. Fortunately, I had a backup plan and I got some bumps on the rubber legs and hooked a nice fish that took me into the weeds and came off the barbless hook. I left a couple of flies hooked on submerged wood and did a lot of rerigging before heading down to join Doug for a snad and a beer.


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Doug went after the few sippers out on the flat water with his new fly ties and I headed down to a decent run.

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First cast, bam!

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More fish came to hand as I worked over this section.

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It was getting late in the afternoon and if the bugs were going to come off it should happen soon. I headed back to check on Doug. We began our hike out with plans to check several spots. Nothing was happening there either, so I continued to nymph and only managed one more hand.

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Doug headed up further with hopes of finding a willing fish to break his skunk of a day.

Bugger 8 or 9, Dougfish 0
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By woolly bugger
#702695
#136 57 and partly cloudy

I figured I'd squeeze in a short trip. I passed Dougfish parked at a low hole spot that I've not fished in ages and went on up the hill to the usual spot. Three trucks were backed in, that is highly unusual. I gave them a once over, two of them had dog kennels in the back and the doors of one were ajar, leading me to think that these were hunters and not fishermen. I geared up and was trying to decide where to fish when I heard gunfire coming from the direction of the field. Maybe they were training gods down that way I decided to move on to another spot and not interfere with them.

Not wanting to fool around with the on and off BWO hatch, I decided to go big and ugly with some Get It Down Pat's.

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I checked in with [member=2860]Dougfish[/member] who reported a skunking on the honey hole and surrounding riffles, and he was getting ready to move on. I told him I was headed to the lower river. I'm listening to Hidden Figures: The American Dream and the Untold Story of the Black Women Mathematicians Who Helped Win the Space Race https://amzn.to/3sx5pDv and missed my turn and settled for another spot.


I grabbed my rod and wading staff and went out into the main run. Right away I felt a couple of hits on the fly but didn't connect. The river is down a bit, and I was hitting the didymo covered rocks often, sometimes bringing up a gob of the rock snot and several times I was hooked solid to the bottom. So, when the sighter stopped and I pulled up tight and it felt like the bottom again I jigged the line trying to shake the hook free. I did this three for four times and there was no movement at all. I pulled tight again and I felt the weight of something big, just then a solid, colored up brown thrashed on the surface and shook the hook free. Damn it!

Shortly I hooked one of the usual suspects, but all I could think about was the one I had lost.

I moved around and got to another run, the water level was perfect and after covering the edges I hit the money slot. Bam!
Nice fish on, best fish so far on the euro with 6x. The rod applied a lot of pressure, and I kept the fish close in the fast water. It got below me a couple of times, but I was able to bring it back up and net it without too much trouble.

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This fish was comparable to the one I had lost earlier, but in my mind the one that got away was even bigger.

The next cast and bam again. Another fish on.

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What colors on this one!

I fished on for a while longer, but I was done.
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By woolly bugger
#702696
#137

Gas $2.69  :Roll Eyes 65 and sunny.



I went to a couple of places that I hadn't visited in a while.

I caught punes, might have had a thumper on the line for a couple of seconds.

Moved around a bit and found a pod of suckers, one of which fought harder than the trout.

Flowers blooming on the bank.
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This little black stone is from the other day.

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Hovered up a bunch that looked like this... nothing too exciting

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Not the biggest sucker but, close...

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and another trout among the dozen caught

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dirty euro trash day

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I had a snack at the end of the day.

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another post reminded me of how many euro rigs I lost today (3) and how much time was spent untangling dropper fly snarls.
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By woolly bugger
#702704
#138


It was a good thing it was 71 degrees. I was done with the first location and was wading across in a rather deep spot, crossed it dozens of time before, many times at higher water. Not exactly sure how it happened but I stumbled and fell forward and went for a little swim. The instinct is to stand upright as soon as possible, but I'm not sure if that is the best idea. Perhaps one should bend forward and let the water spill out of the top of the waders instead of letting all that water flow down inside them. I slogged out to the car and stripped down and changed clothes and scrapped my plans to hit another spot.

I felt confident that the Get Down Pat's on the euro would produce in some of the historically productive runs but I failed to find a fish.  Down a bit further in a long run that one would think would be chock full of fish I did manage to hook a nice one. It took a while to land as it kept its head down and worked the current trying to get below me.

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I worked all of that run bouncing along the bottom and didn't see or feel another fish. Moved on down and around and finally found another willing fish that took the frenchie dropper.

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Sat down and drank a beer, the last of the festbiers, before continuing to fish the rest of this reach.

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It was around 3 and there was plenty of time to hit another spot, so I headed back to the car and, well, you know the rest of the story.

Things learned today; The "Waterproof" Compartment on my Orvis Pro waders isn't, and neither is my J Stockard "Waterproof" Tacky fly box.
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By woolly bugger
#702705
#139 66 and cloudy

Last trip of the year...  :cheer

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When I got down to the Hodgman hole the trout were sipping steadily, that was a good sign.
They were rising in the tailout of the big diagonal run and I played the BWO game for about an hour before it shut completely down. A handful came to the net. Every time I was ready to move on another fish would rise, but it was so sporadic that it was just a frustrating delay. 


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Damn beavers blocked my shortcut.
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found this on the detour
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I moved on down to look at some other runs and tossed the euro rig into the head of the pool. I found a fish, it hangs out under a submerged limb. It missed the fly as it swept by. Difficult cast for sure. Since there were no risers here I moved on down to the bottom run and euroed up a handful of fish.

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have a happy and safe New Year...
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By woolly bugger
#702715


#1

75 overcast to partly cloudy Gas $2.94


Despite being hung-over and tired with only a couple of hours of sleep I went up to the river to get a jump on 2022.

As I began the trek to the lower runs I was moving slower than usual. At the first run I stopped and sat down on the bank and observed the water for a while, there were only a few sporadic risers, but I was rigged with a bwo emeger and so I went with that. I did manage to get a couple of fish to hit the fly but no hookups today. I decided to throw streamers instead, as it was something I could manage. The fish, however, weren't interested in that either today.

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I moved on down and finally connected with a pune.

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look at those red spots!

Fished on till past sunset with only a couple of bumps or grabs

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:Roll Eyes
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By woolly bugger
#702721
#2, #3



Gas $2.99

I went the other day after the rain and went into the sally pool to throw streamers. It was about 40 degrees colder than trip #1. The water was muddy, but I was there so I went to work. I hate wading the part of the river when the visibility is so poor. Nothing was happening and after about a half hour I started to move on up to another spot. It was about that time that I noticed the water was coming up and since I didn't know how much they had opened the damn dam, I split.

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I wasn't sure where I was going to end up today, so I checked out some deep runs at the new flow. It was sunny and warm when I geared up so I didn't fleece or layer or go electric on the socks. I hit the run and was waist deep for about an hour or so without a hit, all I got was bottom diddymo and weeds. The sun was gone and there was a chill in the air, felt like snow was coming. I moved on. I was thinking about the upper river, but checked out another run instead.

As I was nymphing the larger side of the spit run I kept hearing a fish jump behind me. I couldn't see any bugs coming off, so I ignored it for the time being and went back to work the main feature. It looked fishy to me and I was getting it down but only caught one brown. The fish behind me hit the surface again, and I switched sides, thinking if there was one fish in the slow run there would be others. I was right. The weather had chilled me and I called it a day.

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nice paddle
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By woolly bugger
#702726
#4

I thought it was going to be warmer, but on the drive up the temperature didn't get above freezing! Well, at least it won't be crowded, wait, there's a car in the lot. :smile

I hoped that he wasn't down river, I took the chance. Half of the beaver dam is blow out.

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I caught a couple on a streamer, small but lively, and it was too cold to get a good shot of the fish.

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I saw a few fish rise and some larger unidentified bugs on the water. After covering the run with the streamer, I nymphed up a couple. The sun was well below the ridge, and I felt a chill in the air.

Oysters past prime.
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I began the hike out, stopping at the left-handed pool where I saw just enough activity to get me to rig up a dry fly. It was frigid and the line was icing along with the guides. I managed to catch a few.

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Mangled the fly, fubared the tippet, blood knotted 6x to 6x, one last pink parachute fly

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The odds were diminishing as the light faded and I was done.

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I was just getting used to the new low normal flow, I'm now readjusting to the higher normal, still fishable, but puckery in places....




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By woolly bugger
#702741
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Cleaner World, a local Dry Cleaner, has teamed up with the Salvation Army in a winter "Give A Kid a Coat" campaign. I rounded up 8 or 9 of Dad's jackets and dropped them off this morning. As I drove off, I teared up a bit.

On to the river. It was ten degrees warmer than the last trip; it should be good with plenty of sunshine, but when I opened the door and felt the wind I almost left. One look at the flag blowing straight out by the whipping wind should have given me a clue. But there I was, in a nearly empty lot, so I wadered and layered up and began the trek downstream.

Well the other guy was working his way up to one of my runs, I stopped and watched him for a while and wondered how he planned to traverse the deep tailout of the pool he was fishing. He whipped out a folding wading staff and began to come across, but he retreated when the water got up to mid chest level. Discretion is the better part of valor.

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I moved on down and nymphed up a couple of fish despite the strong wind making casting and drifting the fly nearly impossible.

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There were a good number of bwo on the water, some were fairly large, about size 18 and others were as small as #24. I did see a few fish rising when the wind died down for a brief moment. I switched rods and went after them. I managed to catch a few targets.

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Note: the camera was set for focus stacking, and the bug was moving so it appears to have too many legs and two abdomens

The wind blew harder, it was the type of wind that topples widow makers and I was apprehensive on the walk out. I stopped at the left-hand pool and tried nymphing for a while, but the wind was picking up the line and it was impossible.
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By woolly bugger
#702751
#6
Gas $2.99 41 and partly cloudy
Well today there were lots of bugs on the water and the trout were rising.
The sippers aren’t always the easiest to fool but a number came to hand before [member=2860]Dougfish[/member] joined me.

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We walked further down, and I fixed my lunch and watched Dougfish swing soft hackles.
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Back to fishing and beer breaks.
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It was a pretty good day with handfuls of fish caught.
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