|Ragged Robin still in bloom along the river|
When I met Pete he had already taken a handful of fish on a streamer but the afternoon was young. I nymphed the faster water where I have found fish before and blanked, which really surprised me until Pete took me to school and nymphed the same run only closer to shore and picked up two. I went back, put a heavier, brighter anchor fly on and worked the pocket water close to shore and brought three nice browns to hand, missed two and the hook pulled out on a third missle that took off for the opposite shore before I could turn it. Lesson Learned : after rain check the runs close to shore!
|A pocket water brown|
We moved to a location close by and Pete took a number of fish in a nice long run while I fished some rapids below him. On the first cast, I had a brown come off the bottom to tear my bead head pheasant tail dropper right off the rig. I never had a chance. I picked up a nice little wild brown in another pocket and then headed up to see how Pete was doing. The sulfurs were starting to come off and he had seen some fish taking them off the surface. I waded out and tossed a sulfur parachute and picked off two before Pete headed home and I headed to another spot I wanted to check out.
The third spot has some nice pocket water that fished very well last year during the sulfur hatch. When I arrived everything was quite and no one was around including the fish. So I moved to where I thought I might find some early evening risers and planed to stick it out until dark to see if the sulfurs starting coming off.
|An early evening riser that took the small Adams|
A couple guys fishing the water I was interested in so, I worked below them and figured they might not stick around too late. I managed one brown on a sulfur parachute and worked up to my spot when one of the anglers left. I found a rock to stand on and to get out of the frigid waist deep water and watch for rising fish. The sulfurs never did make an appearance but there were a few fish sipping either small olive emergers or spinners. I managed to pick off one with a #22 Adams parachute. There were a few fish steadily taking something small in the film just beyond my reach. I thought they might be taking spinners but I didn't have any small rusty spinners in my box so I put on a #22 olive parachute and worked hard to get the fly over where the fish were working. I managed to lay out a nice cast and get a decent drift and picked off a decent brown to finish off the evening. At this point I was freezing from being in the cold water and I could barely feel my feet. Even though darkness was about 30 minutes away, I really needed to warm up. Who would believe I was driving home on a June night with the heat cranking, sipping some hot coffee!