Brian S
04-09-2003, 07:26 AM
After an early appointment at the dentist (4 root canals:( ) I got to the river around 12:30. Only 4 cars in the parking lot.
Checked out the fish at the dam and then went down the trail a few hundred yards to start fishing. Started with a spring wiggler, nothing, switched to a few other flies, nothing, looks like a typical day on the stream for me!
After about an hour and a half my feet started to get cold so I took a walk to a new spot. Another half hour of stick waving, hooked a couple cattails, dropped my glove in the water, starting to think "What the **** am I doing out here?"
Started to head back when a little Brown broke the surface ahead of me. By this time half the flies in my box were wet and I now had a polar shrimp on the end of the line. Made a cast over the trout and watched it follow the fly for a few feet. Oh boy, I actually turned its head for a while, how encouraging:rolleyes: . I looked in my fly box and decided to try a size 6, all-white, bead headed wolly buger with gold ribing. First cast, a hit! I missed it, but now I'm awake, second cast, Fish On! Landed a nice (14") Brown.
For the next half hour it was non-stop. I probably landed 8 or 9 Browns. The largest was about 17". What a riot. The 17 incher was a brute and put up a great battle. Around 3:20 it started to slow down. At about 3:30 I ended up loosing my fly on a snag (a submerged log, not the tree behind me;) ). I had another fly identical to it but by now the novicane had worn off and my mouth was throbbing, time to head home and get medicated:D .
Although I only live about 2 miles from the river, this was the first time in about 4 or 5 years that I've been out there for the catch and release fishing. In the past, I usually just ended up getting muddy and frustrated. Maybe I had to pay my dues? Anyway, glad I finally made it out there again.
Checked out the fish at the dam and then went down the trail a few hundred yards to start fishing. Started with a spring wiggler, nothing, switched to a few other flies, nothing, looks like a typical day on the stream for me!
After about an hour and a half my feet started to get cold so I took a walk to a new spot. Another half hour of stick waving, hooked a couple cattails, dropped my glove in the water, starting to think "What the **** am I doing out here?"
Started to head back when a little Brown broke the surface ahead of me. By this time half the flies in my box were wet and I now had a polar shrimp on the end of the line. Made a cast over the trout and watched it follow the fly for a few feet. Oh boy, I actually turned its head for a while, how encouraging:rolleyes: . I looked in my fly box and decided to try a size 6, all-white, bead headed wolly buger with gold ribing. First cast, a hit! I missed it, but now I'm awake, second cast, Fish On! Landed a nice (14") Brown.
For the next half hour it was non-stop. I probably landed 8 or 9 Browns. The largest was about 17". What a riot. The 17 incher was a brute and put up a great battle. Around 3:20 it started to slow down. At about 3:30 I ended up loosing my fly on a snag (a submerged log, not the tree behind me;) ). I had another fly identical to it but by now the novicane had worn off and my mouth was throbbing, time to head home and get medicated:D .
Although I only live about 2 miles from the river, this was the first time in about 4 or 5 years that I've been out there for the catch and release fishing. In the past, I usually just ended up getting muddy and frustrated. Maybe I had to pay my dues? Anyway, glad I finally made it out there again.