Friday, August 24, 2012

The times they are a changing

The cool morning air, the blanket of fog that lingers longer over the valleys, the dew on the grass in the early morning, the mums starting to bloom, the trees starting to show more and more red, the times they are a changing!

My bell-weather tree, one of the first trees in town to start turning red,  is starting to show it's fall dress telling me that fall is just around the corner.  I was out at dusk this week and the spinner falls are starting to tail off although the fish are still interested in isonychia.  Took a rainbow and a brown and missed three others in the late hours.  The changing of the seasons reminds me there is a purpose for every season of life

God bless


There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under the heavens: a time to be born and a time to die, a time to plant and a time to uproot, a time to kill and a time to heal, a time to tear down and a time to build, a time to weep and a time to laugh, a time to mourn and a time to dance, a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them, a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing, a time to search and a time to give up, a time to keep and a time to throw away, a time to tear and a time to mend, a time to be silent and a time to speak, a time to love and a time to hate, a time for war and a time for peace.  Ecclesiates 3:1-8

Wednesday, August 15, 2012

The humbling

So after a good night on monday, I decided to go back to the same spot last night.  The water temperature was still good.  I worked the same game plan as the night before.  Since the fish have been seeing isonychia on the water I decided to start with the comparadun even though there were fish taking something I could not see.  I hooked a decent fish in the head of a small riffle.  After the hook drove home, the fish started the characteristic head shaking and deep dive of a decent brown so I just tried to keep good contact but not force the issue.  The fish then headed for deep water and managed to get snagged around a rock or branch or something on the bottom and I could not free it up.  After trying several angles, I ended up snapping off the tippet.  Checking the leader it looked like maybe the tippet knot had gotten snagged on a rock on the bottom as there was a lot of abrasion right above the knot.  First time that has ever happened to me!  Hooked a couple more on the iso but lost both.  At dark the fish were sipping something with very subtle rises that were difficult to see in the dark.  I never did figure things out so after feeling like a genius the night before, I ended last night as "the novice" being taught yet another lesson but that's what makes this game so fun to play !

Tuesday, August 14, 2012

Fishing in the dark

The water levels have been very low around here and the temps have been rising so I decided that I  would head to the coldest water I know.  Even in this spot the water was significantly warmer than my last trip but still cool enough to fish.  What normally is a nice run was mostly a slow moving flat.  Apparently a lot of other folks had the same thought but as darkness fell most decided to head home.  I started with a small rusty spinner and managed to land one decent brown and then I started to see something coming off in the darkness, so I switched to an iso comparadun and hooked another 4 landing another brown and a rainbow before all went quite.  It was nice to get out and catch a few since it's been a couple of weeks since I was last out.