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Saturday, May 31, 2014
"Fern Meadow Creek" and a Streamer
I spent a few hours yesterday at a place I'll call "Fern Meadow Creek". It's a lovely stream that has its banks enveloped in ferns. Parts of this stream run pretty rough and others meander like a snail. These waters are home to wild brown trout.
For this outing I tied up a couple of streamers. The pattern was one I have never heard of and it's name shall remain quiet for now, a full post on this fly will come soon. I wish to thank Mel Moore for telling me of this streamer.
The lush green meadows of fern that seem endless. On this day when sunshine prevailed and a slight breeze moved the air just enough to keep the insects at bay. I tied on the streamer, fishing my 6ft 4wt this day. I sent the fly to work along the seams that border the rough water. It did not take long, perhaps the second cast when a trout hit the streamer. The fish was on solidly and soon found a root to seek cover. I attempted to move him away from that destination but it was not to be. What I had was no fish and a fly stuck in the submerged wood.
I continued to fish this place and was soon given another chance. A second strike and a second hookup. This time the result was better.
A nice wild brown. The streamer could not be left alone. As I worked the stream. I had many strikes, along with several browns to hand.
This brown had an impressive tail for his size. I can only imagine this guy a year from now.
A series of slow pools and short riffles proved unproductive. Then a large wood dam created a pool below it that was quite deep. These places can be hot spots for sure. I tossed the streamer and it sort of landed on its side and floated a bit. Suddenly a trout whacked it, pulled it under and was gone. Several repeated casts brought nothing. On one cast I allowed the fly to hang in the current a bit. This allowed to sink and move to the surface, sort of up and down. I soon felt a hard take and a nice fish was on.
Soon this handsome fellow was at hand. This outing took place in the middle of the day. A time of bright sun and some shadow. The streamer still worked very well. The next time I hope to work this fly under very low light conditions, the time when browns prowl.