This past Sunday was a perfect day for fishing. It was a beautiful day, the water conditions were excellent for dries and droppers, and I had good company to fish with - Mr. Joe Scott. Check out this tight loop:
The morning started out pretty slow. We caught fish on varrious patterns but couldn't seem to find the magic bug. The caddis were coming off pretty good and I managed to stick one small wild rainbow on a dry, but the fish did not seem to be into the caddis, or at least not the adult caddis. We tried caddis worms, soft hackles, pupa, emergers, dries - nothing was consistent.
- Missouri Trout Stalker
- Saint Louis, Missouri, United States
- I am an attorney in my early thirties with a serious fly fishing problem. I work at a large corporate law firm where things move pretty fast. In the midst of the hustle and bustle of corporate America, I try as often as possible to get away and enjoy a quiet stream. My blog attempts to detail the adventures I have both on and off the water in "My World on the Fly."
Friday, March 5, 2010
Stone, Billy and Stuart stuck some nice fish that morning as well.
Good ol' Stuey stuck with it and sure enough stuck a bunch of fish. Actually, as the sun fell, Stuart laid into a big brown 22+ that we lost at the boat while trying to net. With all the excitement of watching a big fish chase and attack his fly, Stu forgot that he had to show a little respect to a larger fish. It took less than ten seconds for Stuart to have the fish at the boat, but when that big girl decided to run and Stu kept pulling, she popped his 0X leader like it was nothing. Close enough just to realize what he lost. Stu took his medicine and kept chucking. I think he got a good taste of the streamer buzz. Here's Stu measuring up the fish he lost:
I think Billy ended up taking the pot. I did not stay awake for the close of the poker game.
The last two days on the water, the weather took a turn for the worse. It was in the low thirties and windchills were in the teens. Waders and guides were freezing immediately (even with de-icer on the guides), finger tips were burning, and you had to keep moving your feet or your toes would lock up.