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Saturday, November 1, 2014
A Halloween Blue Line
Halloween, the last day of October. This was a day to finally meet up with Mark and fish a small blue line. We have been trying for a long time to fish together but could not make it work with our schedules, and it all came together on the last day of October. The day started out sunny and bright with a definite crispness to the air. The skies then turned to a November gray, with the sun trying its best to work back in.
There were no visible signs of rising fish so I chose to fish a wet fly and that was a good choice. The brookies were on that fly in short order. Mark was using a yellow mini muddler, fishing it dry. He floated it through a long smooth pool. As the fly neared a large submerged rock a fish struck and missed. He returned and the second time was on.
So a decision was made to fish dries, and the first choice for me was the Ausable Bomber.....good choice.
My first fish of the day. This nice male took a wet fly drifted through a heavy riffle.
This is where the bomber made an appearance. Nice water, and they hit the fly well.
Bombers and brookies are like bread and butter.
I spotted this little fellow looking at me and wondering what I was doing. He sat there watching me for several minutes. Not feeling threatened he continued to observe.
He said I may as well have a snack while watching the show.
I continued to fish dries, changing to a Mr. Rapidan parachute. The fly worked very well. As the afternoon moved on I had to leave, but Mark continued to fish. It was good to finally meet and fish again.