Mar. 10th, 2011: Waiting for Spring

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  • AT: ~8:45am DT: ~2:37pm
  • AAT: ~32°F  DAT: ~39°F
  • WT: 9am ~42°F, 11am 43.8°F, 12:53pm 44.2°F, 2:37pm 46.5°F
  • Steady N. Wind 11-14mph
  • Clear Water on Arrival
  • Midge in the Snow on Arrival #24

Typical late winter season day here. Earlier arrival time, midge hanging around but no rising trout. A bit colder out but I knew it would warm up. I slapped on a #8 Hairball and set loose on the first deep run, from there I moved upstream sending my fly through every fishy lie I could spy. If it looked good it got a pass. Consider this, every larger fish I hooked into was taken in water less than 2ft deep some less than 6inches. Longer hiking distance, maybe five miles travelled. I landed a few fish on a #20 Smethurst’s Under-Feather Midge but snagged it twice, the only fish picking it off were 5inch dinkers so I dropped it and continued fishing the #8 Hairball upstream. I managed my first Rosey Cheeked Creek Chub of the [singlepic id=2411 w=360 h=280 float=left]year, it faught like a 12inch brown. Just after 11am I hooked and landed a 15 and 1/2in Brown, that felt good. I continued upstream and spent close to an hour  hiking through the snow. Snow pack amounts show 12inches yet to melt off.

The first fish were rising as early as 10am and continued on and off through out the day. I stopped twice to pick a couple fish off but I didn’t fish to every rise, I waited and fished only to the fish that were consistantly rising. The rest of the day I tossed the Hairball. There is something about looking at water, knowing the fish is there 10inches down and the cast, executed properly completes the equation resulting in the strike. This occured a handful of times, fish all the way to the head of the riffle, if your not snagging flies on the rocks in the head your not fishing up far enough. I ended the day with another long hike, upstream stopped in three spots for 15minutes each, [singlepic id=2406 w=320 h=240 float=right]saw a bit of new water then turned to hike close to 2miles back out. Again the arrival and departure water temps were taken in the same riffle close to point where I accessed the stream. A good day with a handful of larger hard fighting browns, fishing in the sun, with a handful of dry flies mixed in. Couldn’t ask for more, well maybe no wind but either way this was a solid day.

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6 Comments:

  1. Great underwater shots of the trout. You should have eaten the chub at streamside, a la Walton.

    Are you high-sticking that hairball through the runs? Assuming no indicator.

  2. Thanks man, the cold water makes for difficult underwater shots but the clear water is hard to resist.

    Eaten the chub? Isn’t that the 20in Brown’s dinner?

    Fishing the Hairball like a large nymph, dead drifted close to the bottom and with a twitch when in a deep hole. When I approach a run I break it into four or five sections and try to give a good gap between each one to allow the fly to sink. Often this fly is hit within a second to hitting the water making a good cast straightening the leader out fully important.

    No indicator today, I fished a Tungesten bead hairball on a handfull of really deep holes, when I didn’t loose the flies I either missed a sluggish strike or managed to hook one of the more agressive smaller fish (my assumption is that the larger fish are more weary or maybe less active and more sluggish).

  3. Those tungestens are some of my favorite nymphs for sure! Got to get deep in the winter. Nice brownies…my fave!

  4. Awesome brown trout man– I bet it felt like a beast compared to the other fish you were catching– you can really see how big it is in the picture of it in the net.

    good work

    cheers

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