fishmonger
11-16-99, 11:52 PM
As I said, missed you flingers on Sunday, but I'll get over it. I fished from 7 am to 5 pm, with a break for lunch. I caught a few early stripping a black bh wooly, when I ran across another guy, doing pretty well on a pink glowball. I decided to also try a glowball, and tied on a bh orange glowball below a pink one, dead drifted with a strike indicator. Slayed 'em til about noon, when I lost my one and only orange glowball. Only caught 2 on the pink, caught about 25 on the orange, among them a 17" Rainbow that worked my drag good (had to chase him downstream), and a couple of 16 inchers. There was about 6 or 8 others fishers in sight, and none doing too well. Finally, it was just too much for one old guy near me, and he just had to come and ask what I was using. Switched to an orange streamer and caught a couple more. Left to go and get some more orange glowballs!
At the flyshop I also bought a couple of flys called "double egg and sperm", which is a salmon style streamer with 2 orange glowballs separated by some silver tinsel, with a white marabou collar. Back to the river, same spot. The luckless fishers apparently had enough, as all but one were gone. Fishing was slower, but did catch a 14" Brookie with a kyped jaw. Fished for an hour and decided to get in the truck and head down to a new favorite honey hole. Last time there I caught a really nice 18" Rainbow. Tried the glowballs, no sucess. Switched back to the wooly, with the double egg and sperm as a dropper, casting downstream and stripped back. WOW!!!Proceeded to catch another 30 Brookies, with an equal number of bites on each fly. One was another 14" that the wooly slipped out of, but the dropper tail hooked him. He had me looking at backing, I thought it was the record for sure, until I saw the hook in his tail. I lost a Brook right before sundown that I had on for about 10 minutes that looked to be about 18". I almost cried when he shook the hook (barbless, Owlie...).
All in all a fabulous day, 30 Rainbows, 35 Brookies, and 5 Browns. Also had some crazy snippets:
Caught a Brookie early on a wooly, was releasing him when he flipped real hard and broke off, with my fly. Ten minutes later and a little downstream, I'm standing waist deep and who do I see holding in the eddy in the current formed by my legs, but this Brook, with my wooly still dangling from his mouth. I guess he was a homing trout!
Caught at least 6 fish by twitching my fly right in front of my float tube (less than 3 feet in front of me), and they would literally materialize off the bottom to fight over the fly.
Caught one after tying on a fly, dropping it in the water to put away my flybox, and got hooked up with my rod under my arm.
Caught one while washing my hands in the river after a release, again with rod under arm.
At one point caught fish on 12 consecutive casts.
Needless to say, I love the Tuck!
Fishmonger
PS: I owe it all to Owl's coaching while we were fishing Saturday on the Nant!
At the flyshop I also bought a couple of flys called "double egg and sperm", which is a salmon style streamer with 2 orange glowballs separated by some silver tinsel, with a white marabou collar. Back to the river, same spot. The luckless fishers apparently had enough, as all but one were gone. Fishing was slower, but did catch a 14" Brookie with a kyped jaw. Fished for an hour and decided to get in the truck and head down to a new favorite honey hole. Last time there I caught a really nice 18" Rainbow. Tried the glowballs, no sucess. Switched back to the wooly, with the double egg and sperm as a dropper, casting downstream and stripped back. WOW!!!Proceeded to catch another 30 Brookies, with an equal number of bites on each fly. One was another 14" that the wooly slipped out of, but the dropper tail hooked him. He had me looking at backing, I thought it was the record for sure, until I saw the hook in his tail. I lost a Brook right before sundown that I had on for about 10 minutes that looked to be about 18". I almost cried when he shook the hook (barbless, Owlie...).
All in all a fabulous day, 30 Rainbows, 35 Brookies, and 5 Browns. Also had some crazy snippets:
Caught a Brookie early on a wooly, was releasing him when he flipped real hard and broke off, with my fly. Ten minutes later and a little downstream, I'm standing waist deep and who do I see holding in the eddy in the current formed by my legs, but this Brook, with my wooly still dangling from his mouth. I guess he was a homing trout!
Caught at least 6 fish by twitching my fly right in front of my float tube (less than 3 feet in front of me), and they would literally materialize off the bottom to fight over the fly.
Caught one after tying on a fly, dropping it in the water to put away my flybox, and got hooked up with my rod under my arm.
Caught one while washing my hands in the river after a release, again with rod under arm.
At one point caught fish on 12 consecutive casts.
Needless to say, I love the Tuck!
Fishmonger
PS: I owe it all to Owl's coaching while we were fishing Saturday on the Nant!