|A small stream visited on the first day of the new year|
As in year's past , the usual suspects gathered at a small stream of Alan and Kirk's choosing. This year Alan, Kirk, Pete, John and myself were joined by Rowan to continue a First Day tradition that goes back quite a few years.
The stream was quite full and I quickly realized that my dry/dropper rig that worked so well a couple days previous needed to be modified so I switched to pink San Juan worm.
After the switch, I worked a very nice looking seam that offered up the first brook trout of 2016.
Late in the morning a bunch of us were chatting when Rowan noticed a fish rising in a back eddy. He tried several approaches but was not able to find a way to get a fly in front of the fish. It's challenges like these that make fishing small streams with tight bank side cover so much fun. As I was watching him, I noticed another fish rising 3-4 inches off the bank under a pine tree just down stream of me. Whatever it was rising to, it was small so I put on a small parachute Adams thinking it might be taking midges in the surface film. After surveying the problem for a little, I thought it might be possible to cast the Adams to the opposite bank and let the current carry the fly under the pine branches that were just a couple feet above the stream and up against the bank where the fish was working. A slight tug provide enough slack to give a decent drift as the fly passed under the pine branches and up against the bank and another slight retrieve positioned the fly in front of the fish and brought a quick response. After a brief tussle the first brook trout of the year on dry fly was in my hands and quickly on his way home a little wiser for the experience.
We met up back where we had parked the cars and began heating up lunch. Alan had a charcoal grill going on which he boiled some homemade hot dogs and a stove with some homemade baked beans that really hit the spot while I was heating up my first attempt at homemade chicken soup. Some wonderful warm food and plenty of fish stories finished off the day before I needed to head home. I am certain the rest of the crew were able to find a few more fish in the afternoon.
|Alan working on heating up the hot dogs while John and Rowan look on. In the foreground|
my 35 year old Peak One is working on getting the chicken soup hot (love that stove!)
Wishing all of you the best in 2016!