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Tuesday, August 6, 2013
Monday dry fly browns.
I fished a few hours on the Farmington yesterday afternoon. Kirk joined me and we fished a series of runs, riffles and pools. It produced a few salmon parr, but no trout. We then moved up river to another location. I managed to catch what was probably the smallest brown ever. This fish was 3 inches at best. Kirk was fishing a run and hooked some nice fish. He soon became a bit frustrated at the way the trout seemed to shake the fly. I tried to fish above him in some fast water, but noticed another angler working the run. I climbed out and told Kirk I was going to drive further up river. He said he would meet me up there later.
When I arrived and as I began to close my window the window refused to move. The window was stuck in the open position and would not close. Good thing it was not raining.
It was in this area where I had a productive few hours. The shadows were working in, there were a few flies about but very few rises. I was armed with a size 16 dry fly and that worked like a charm.
Several nice browns came to hand. Many more rose to the fly but I was slow on the draw.