For those who love small streams, wild trout, and life...in their simplest form
Friday, February 15, 2013
Yesterday was my first time fishing since the "Nemo" the blzzard. I found the stream to be closely guarded by deep snow. Walking was hard, struggling through knee deep snow. And not knowing where the stream started and the snow ended proved to be a challenge. The air temp was a delightful 40 plus, with bright sunshine sun glasses were a must. I had tied on a dry fly in an attempt to get my February trout on the dry. I fished this way for most of the time. I thought I had a good chance of hooking up considering the amount of little black stoneflys I observed on the snow.
With out any interest paid to my dry flies, and my time getting short, I tied on a wet fly. Fishing selected locations I finally managed to get a taker. A wild jewel to hand.