This week I have been looking at last year's log book and remembering some wonderful afternoons and dreaming of more of the same this month.
One particular late march afternoon with the air temperature pushing well into the 50's and the water still quite cold, I arrived at a favorite pool. After some time observing from a downstream location, I could see a couple fish rising. From the small dimpled rises, it appeared that the fish were taking small midges in the surface film. This was exactly what I had hoped to find, so I quickly tied on a #20 Griffth's Gnat, one of my favorite small flies and slowly eased into casting position. The small midge manged to fool a nice wild brown and then another. After releasing the second trout, I noticed a black stone fly on my waders so I switched to a peacock and elk hair caddis and brought a third wild brown to hand before I needed to return home. I remember leaving that afternoon satisfied to have found some nice rising fish. I also remember leaving the pool with more fish rising and wishing that I could have stayed for another hour or two.
|A nice wild brown that took the Griffith's Gnat|
The memory of afternoons like that one beckon me to the same stretch of stream each march when the days start to warm up. So with temperature rising into the 50's by late morning yesterday, I headed back again. But while the air temperatures were warm, there was still a good bit of snow on the ground and the river was surprisingly low. Yesterday there were no insects on the water and no rising fish. I am sure that there will be fishing rising to take midges and stone flies in that same location again this year but perhaps it will be a few weeks later than last year so for now I will keep dreaming...