For those who love small streams, wild trout, and life...in their simplest form
Saturday, December 8, 2012
Orange Head Wets and a Special Trout
On Thursday plans were being made to fish together with Kirk, and Mark. When Friday rolled around the only one who was still in the hunt was me, and I wasn't sure about that. It was going to be a lousy day with rain a possibility. I had tied up these wet flies 'cause I don't fish nymphs, to use. I had a good experience with one similar that I had received in a fly swap.
As I arrived stream side there was ice forming on the branches near the water. The air had a feel of snow or a cold rain. Tossing the orange head wet fly into the slow pool upstream I felt a tug. Lifting I could feel the trout on...then off.
A few more casts and a brookie was at hand.
Right at the end of the riffle is where the trout were holding. A few inches above or below there seemed to be nothing.
It was at the end of that riffle where this brook trout took the fly. I love how the reflection of the tree branches showed in the photo....Small Stream Reflections.
Many times when this pool was approached two rather large trout were observed, but always managed to spook and retreated to the safety of the log. Today was a bit different though, one headed for the log and the other down stream. Knowing the one that went for the log was out of reach, but the one who chose to go the other way was might be able to be caught. After waiting sometime, motionless along the bank and observing the faster flow near an undercut,"what a place to hide and then sneak back to my pool kind of place". I sent the orange head wet into the current, as the water pulled it toward the bank the line stopped and the battle was on. The fish had awesome power and did several tail dances. My 2wt was put to the test this day.
When the trout lay in the still water at my hand I could not believe its beauty. As I lay my hand under its body and lifted it to photograph it seemed to have that look of "you won"...gently putting it back into the stream and watching it swim off to its log sanctuary I said no "you won", thanks for playing the game.