Jan 28, 2016
After over a month of snow and sub-zero temperatures, it reached a few degrees above freezing this afternoon. Still damn cold, with low sun, and a chilling little breeze. But desperation prevailed. There were some rising fish to sparse midges and some stray BWO's. They seemed appreciative of any scrap morsel. Caught 10 in only a couple hours.
|One Fly--Harrop's CDC Transitional Midge|
|The Bronson and the Fenwick--A Perfect Match|
Nov 14, 2015
Got a new toy, a nice one. Had to try it. Not much sunlight in the canyon these days. No hatch. A tiny little midge here and there. Some skinny risers in the scum holes, which didn't even have much scum. Some of them pulled back, a few jumped. Still ok for mid-November. It wasn't blowing. There wasn't ice in my guides. I have rising fish 45 minutes from home every day of the year, so I can't bitch, right? A rising trout is a rising trout. They ate too. A few hours of this now and then will hold me until the spring baetis start and the healthy fish rise again.
|Hardy on a Hardy!|
|Used this #24! What the hell? They ate it too.|
|Old Man Fairweather.|
Oct 28, 2015
The morning frost feels like late season. I don't see any fall leaves. Hatches are sparse and short-lived. Fish are rising to midges. I hear shotgun blasts. My tomatoes are dead. All sure signs.
|Frosty start with some skim ice.|
|Didn't take long.|
|Perfect holding spot|
|Today's "glory hole."|
|Good cloudy day glare bug.|
|Old guy with an old Fenwick and a stick|
|Loaded with these for next time, next year.|