Posted by Frank on October 15, 1996 at 22:44:07:
A Tuesday afternoon, about seventy degrees, and that clear blue sky played with the Fall colors in North Georgia. Again, the small stream, not a stocker in sight, was running moderately low and so clear. Two other hikers around, so perhaps the natives are undistubed. Sixty degrees water temp., not bad (forget that - perfect). Edge down close, how low will I have to go today? Tie on the proverbial #16 elk caddis-peacock, and just flip that leader.
Amazing... 3 close looks within two pockets. Oh no, a day where crouching and hiding within trees will not do it. Well, down almost prone now for the next glides- the old knees will be talkin back later.
Yep, that does it - six inches, with parr marks starting to fade. Never a touch, slide back. There're showing at every pocket. Sometimes an orange belly shows as a resident looks it over. This is tough, but it suits me today. Work is a thousand miles away from all this utter simplicity.
The rejections are still there - make the first show a good one and stay down, even for the tightening strike. Not too hard, or the little ones get a Nantucket Sleigh Ride and return in wonder to their universe.
This is a new one for me, a few are hooked on a dry on an upstream delivery on the lower lip, yes, I said "lower." They must be swiveling and checking out the surroundings on account of suspicion before they take my offering. Hmmm...
Oh one last thought, my karma was O.K. today. I seemed to miss branches or they moved out the line of my flips and rolls today. Ya know how bad it can be some days.
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