The stuff of fly fishing videos.

This morning I was fishing before I had to go to work and I witnessed something that made my day.

I haven’t been fly fishing very long (about a year) so I am in NO WAY a pro, but every now and then the fly fishing gods shine down upon me and grant me a moment of professionalism.

I watch a lot of fly fishing videos on-line (it kind of annoys my wife, ALOT).  One thing I love to watch on all those videos is when a fish is hanging out in the current, feeding, and an anglers perfectly cast fly comes floating down stream and the fish moves into position and inhales the morsel.  In most of these videos this occures on streams or rivers.

I don’t have alot of experience fishing on streams and rivers, so I didn’t really expect to see this very same thing happen this morning, especially on a small neighborhood pond.  This little pond is fed by a small stream (man made, like the pond) where there are always fish feeding on in-coming goodies.  In the light of the nearby safety lights of the fishing pond park I was watching a good sized fish (about 16 in. long, a nice fish for this pond) hanging out in the current of the inlet feeding.  I watched him there for a couple minutes, then I thought to myself ‘I should try that perfect cast that I watch the pros do.’

As I said earlier, every now and the the fly fishing gods shine down upon me, and this was one of those times.  I watched my perfectly cast size 12 white wooly bugger (I know the pattern sounds a little bit different, but the pattern works great at this pond) a little upstream and to the side of the current dwelling fish.  I watched as I stripped in the line slowly and the wooly bugger came into the faster part of the current. I swung down stream, and as it did the current dwelling fish turned and I watched him swallow my fly.  I set the hook and after a good fight hauled in the nice 16 in. fish.  That was my first fish of the morning, I would have been perfectly happy if that was the only fish I caught, but I caught a couple more after that.

It was an awesome day.

FYI  Approximate temp: 27° F.  Fly used: a white Sz. 12 beadhead wooly bugger (I tied), 4 fish caught (4 trout).


Three of a kind.

This past weekend we had to make a trip back to my home town, for my brother-in-laws wedding.  My wife and I our both from the same little town and both of our parents still live there, so any time we get to go back is a good time.  The wedding was nice but, I don’t write about weddings.

I write about fishing…

I was able to take my fly gear and my wife was nice enough not to throw a big fit when I told her I wanted to go fishing Saturday morning, so I was nice enough to tell her ‘thank you’ and that I would come back by noon, in order to help with the kids and get ready for the wedding that night.

Because my wife doesn’t care how early I leave to go fishing in the morning, I took advantage of the situation and was out-of-town by about 5:00 am.  That put me on the water at about 5:30 am, just before the sun came up, it was perfect timing.

I went to a little known spot that my brother and I recently discovered.  When I got there I was the only one there, but not many people around here get up that early to fish, so I wasn’t surprised.  It turns out that I would have the lake all to myself the whole time I was there, I love that and it doesn’t happen very often, and that did surprise me.

I decided to go to this lake because I knew it had warm water fish, bass and bluegill, and I knew it would be warm.  I also didn’t have very mush time and it was close.

I started with what had worked last time I fished this lake with my brother, a woolly bugger, Sz. 8 black conehead to be exact, it served me well I caught several bass and a couple of trout.  Last time my brother and I were at this lake we had caught some nice trout, but it was warmer since then and I thought that the trout would be hunkered down in deeper, cooler water, so it was a pleasant surprise when I caught my first trout of the day.


later tied on a Sz. 16 olive hares ear nymph about two feet below a strike indicator that I would end up using the rest of the day.  That setup has worked well in the past and I was noticing fish just breaking the surface in the shallows and everything that I have read and seen says that points to fish feeding on nymphs.

Up to this point the fishing was good, and if it had stayed that way I would not have complained and it would have been a great day, but it was better than a great day it an awesome day.

After I tied on the hares ear nymph the action on the water got a lot faster.  It seamed almost every single time I was casting I was coming back with something wiggling on the end of my line.  It got to the point where I started counting… four casts, and four fish, then one or two casts went empty-handed but, without fail the next couple were productive.  The best part was I never knew what I was going to catch, bass, bluegill, or trout, all from the same spot all on the same fly.  The bass were a little on the small side, but still fun.  The trout were all nice sized, not very many smaller the about 14 inches.  The bluegill, they were huge, the biggest one I caught I estimated at about 8 to 9 inches long and as big as my hand spread out.  By far the biggest bluegill I have ever caught.

I couldn’t have asked for a better day, and (as hard as it was for me to tear myself away from such great fishing) I made it back into town by noon.

FYI  Approximate temp: 90-100° F.  Flies used: a black Sz. 8 conehead wooly bugger (I tied), 8 fish caught (5 bass, 3 trout).  Sz. 16 olive hares ear nymph (I tied), I lost count (bass, bluegill, and trout).