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Wednesday, April 10, 2019
A Cold Day In April In The "outback"
The "outback"...an area that has been a place I visit a few times a year. It is a hostile place where the thorns cut deep. Where you have the feeling something is watching you. A place where a fallen tree will have landed in the worse possible place. The mud is the absolute slickest. But it also holds some very impressive wild brown trout within it's slow deep pools. Yesterday I spent several hours fishing the "outback"...the day was gray, there was an easterly wind that carried a cold and damp feel like early March. I was here and I was going to fish.
A common sight in the "outback"...along with other bones and lots of hair.
This walk will tear waders to shreds. Your arms will look like you were in a fight with a mad dog. This area must be fished before the "greening" takes place, for after that you better off fishing elsewhere.
The stream wanders through the "outback" and the pools like this have produced some bruiser brown trout. This day I found my ability to locate a few at a standstill. In the three plus hours I fished I had but one hookup and one substantial hit. The sharp drop in temperatures was the cause for a browns shyness. I continued to run streamers through the pools. A few other flies were called on with not much interest....never give up.
As the fly drifted from the bank to the center of the pool it suddenly stopped, then I felt the weight. The fish ran the area he knew best. A few moments later a nice wild brown was at hand. While not a bruiser still a respectable strong trout.
I guess one for three is not to bad for a cold day in April in the "outback"....