Okay, so I got up early and stood in the rain for a reason. Now I see. Future motivation. |
The forecast for light rain today prompted me to load up the ‘Ru last night in case I felt the motivation to fish. The handful of creeks within an hour of my house that I frequent, especially in the summer and winter when a shorter fishing window lends itself better to shorter drives, they were still in decent shape with all the rain last week. Even much closer Valley Creek was up 10 CFS over normal for this time of year and looked like it had the potential to climb up a click more, but conditions were not sexy enough to get me excited. When I set the alarm last night, I had a particular favorite creek in mind that I had not gotten to fish in a while, but I was still going to check gages when I got up and make a game day decision. I woke up at 3:30 AM and learned that Tami had been up since 3 AM, so I ended up talking to her until well after 5 AM. Once I got moving, instead of taking an hour and change ride, I opted for a 45-minute one instead. I still rolled into the parking spot before official sunrise or darn close to it and was fishing by 6:30 AM. I fished this creek with Eric just a week ago, and it fished really well for a couple hours that day with higher flows and a stain. I think the light rain over night gave the creek a slight stain to start today, and flows were good for August, but conditions overall were rather normal. I expected a normal day, but I was just happy to be out in the cool weather, alone on a usually pressured creek. The average fly fisherman is pretty soft, maybe it’s the average age, so I did not expect to find anyone else fishing in the rain, even though it was a weekend. Eric and I ran into a couple anglers last time, and one dude jumped right into a hole we were working our way up to, so I hit this spot first just in case, however.
On the board early |
It was a good call, as a few fish were chasing emergers
in a back eddy, and I quickly landed a rogue holdover rainbow and four wild
browns. I started out using a green
caddis larva on the anchor and a small CDC tag fly on the dropper, and most
appeared to eat the dropper. I changed
flies a lot today based on depth and conditions, but that size 16 CDC dropper
probably accounted for the most fish, including some young of year that got
active at 10 AM when everyone else seemed to go back to bed, plus a nice 12-inch
range fish that I targeted at quitting time in a deep flat with a Palsa
pinch-on indicator—about as stealthy as a dry dropper if you discount the
hi-vis orange color! I worked through
some riffles where Eric and I moved some better fish, including a real pig,
last time, but I did not expect to see that fish two weeks in a row, especially
in pretty normal stream flows and color.
Sure are pretty |
As I moved through the riffles, I landed a couple small
fish in the deep sections, but I did not encounter any good fish. I decided to fish a size 16 frenchie alone in
the shallow head of two pocket pools, and I finally connected with a nice
14-inch wild brown, the one pictured in the net to open this post. He was in no more than 8 inches of water, so
the single small bug was the ticket. I
left it on and fished the hole where I started the morning, only this time I
fished the back eddy with the light bug drifting upstream in the lighter
current along the bank where a couple other fish were showing themselves. I landed two this way, a couple feisty
10-inchers, and dropped another.
I was hopeful that a favorite run of pocket water, though somewhat altered by Isaias, would produce better today than it did for Eric and me last weekend, but it really didn’t. Instead, the only hits and connects I made were with a couple 8-inchers and at least four YOY. They are barely 3 inches long right now, but pretty aggressive already. Even though it was cloudy and rainy, with the exception of these ravenous little ones, the bite seemed to shut down around 9 AM, maybe a bit after. I tried a couple really juicy attractors, like a latex-bodied caddis pupa, even snuck back with the bigger bugs to two spots that typically hold a good fish or two, but still nothing was happening. Just when I was going to call it a day, I was encouraged to see a fish break the water in a flat pool up above me, likely chasing an emerger out of the water. I also saw a couple other surface bulges as I got closer.
Big meal next time?
Nice bonus fish. |
Rainy day paid off! While I may be starting to figure out your stain/rain game and even some seasonal stuff...........your fly choices and multiple changes in a day is like hearing through Maxwell Smart's cone of silence! Is it based on what you see? Season? Past experience on a particular stream? Size?
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Bruh... always have to keep me on my toes, huh? The answer to all your questions and more is yes. Sometimes the bugs I see or anticipate, sometimes weight/size of bead to get down but not too down, sometime profile of fly (wide and buggy sinks slower than thin profile), sometimes removing the second fly makes the rig drift better and true in all the competing currents in a riffle, and sometimes, just sometimes fish will take the bass fishing equivalent a clown lure when they show no interest in what is in the water at the moment, hence the reliance on mop flies and attractors by many, many mitches out there. My use of the big caddis meal was my last ditch/mop fly moment of the day, but that fly is a winner when October caddis wake up, so it was rooted in a plausible dream, anyway!
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