For those who love small streams, wild trout, and life...in their simplest form
Tuesday, January 7, 2014
Flies, from other fly tyers
Sunday, January 5, 2014
Fran Betters "Ausable Caddis"
Some of Fran's great patterns can be tied with these few materials. Not a lot of money be spent here, and the tying is not difficult and can be accomplished with a little practice. In one of his books Fran said if I were to pick two materials that were most valuable to the fly tyer they would be the deer and the woodchuck. I would like to add a couple more. That would be opossum and orange thread.
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| Ausable Caddis |
Friday, January 3, 2014
New Years Day 2014 a small stream tradition continues.
New Years Day found five of us "small stream junkies" in a parking lot about to take part in what has become an annual tradition of meeting, fishing and eating. It started four years ago with 3 and has continued bringing 2 additional gents along the way. This year brought some delightful sunny weather, but pretty cold. Getting there around 10, the coffee and donuts were served and devoured. While eating a game plan was presented and it was to be Mark and Pete heading to one area of the stream, while Kirk, John, and I heading in the opposite direction. Jumping in the trucks and my car we started the engines primed for a few hours of small stream angling. But suddenly as I turned the key I heard that clicking sound, the sound of a dead battery. Quickly the call for jumper cables went out and no one had them. So the decision was made for the guys to fish and I would call AAA. To make it short I was told that they would be out in about an hour. That gave me some time to walk to the stream and cast a fly.
I fished this section of stream, and the fly chosen was a streamer, "Edson Tiger". By now the sun seemed to warm up things and hopefully turn the fish on. I could not move to far along the stream for I would not be able to see my car. So casting to various areas that might hold a trout I worked the streamer. On a retrieve I took a violent hit, pulling back I felt nothing, a moment later another hit equally as hard....this time he was on. In short time I held a wild brown. A quick pic and off he went.
The first fish of 2014, on the first day of 2014. A wonderful way to begin the year.
I decieded to head for the car for I thought I saw the service truck. I was right and they were there. It was this time that the other guys were coming back. AAA checked the battery and it had to be replaced, which it was and we were able to finish the day.
While starting lunch, which was hot chicken soup, that was so delicious, "thanks to Marks wife for making it". And some venison chili, along with Italian bread, crackers and tortilla chips. While eating the stories and photos of the mornings angling were told. After cleaning up we hit the stream for a short session. All of us hooked trout this day which made it nicer, but the tradition was continued and that's what I think is most important.
Wednesday, January 1, 2014
First post of 2014, about the last outing of 2013
Good morning. This is my first post of 2014 and it's about my last outing of 2013, which happened on Monday December 30th. We had received a good amount of rain the day before so the streams were in good shape. The sky was overcast and the temps were in the high 30's. There was a hope for the sun to make some headway in cracking the gray and make things feel good, but that didn't happen. What did happen though was the brookies were on a feeding binge and seemed to respond to most of my offerings.
They were found in all sections of this pool, some at the head in the riffles, one in the nook by the tree, just down from the foam slick, and many in the slick pool.
Like I said they took many offerings. One of the best flies was the Picket Pin.
In this section where two parts of the stream join to form a deep plunge pool with a very inviting undercut. I cast the Pin into the water and it was sucked under. I thought the pool had pulled it under and it was snagged. I was right, but the snag was a nice brook trout. He battled and eventually won. That mighty 10 inch giant still swims that pool and I have a good memory as to what he likes to eat.
The Pinkie brought a few to hand as well as the chartreuse version of it.
"Early Spring"?....Saw this guy popping up along the brook. Boy is he in for a shock.
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