For those who love small streams, wild trout, and life...in their simplest form
Tuesday, October 29, 2019
Bench Time, My Time
It is on evenings such as this. Dark and chilly. Supper has been eaten, a fine stew it was. Kenny G is playing and a hot coffee is beside me as I type. On the bench is some "Secret Stuff" nearby several piles of colored marabou and a fellow who has a vivid imagination. As fly tyers we have been conditioned to tie the flies of proven patterns. There are those who choose to do this and a variation from written recipe is looked upon as, well I'll not say. I have never really held or towed the line that many tyers do. I have always loved to be creative in my tying. To take what may be in your mind and pick up some feathers, hooks, and thread and create what may be the fly that will take the most beautiful fish you have ever caught. I enjoy fly tying as a form of personal expression, much like art.
A short shank hook, some secret stuff, a plume of yellow marabou and a few turns of mallard. This fly will catch bass, trout, steelhead and catfish.
White marabou, followed by red marabou, with Jungle Cock. Again creativeness that will catch a multitude of fish.
The fly when wet takes on the likeness of a bait fish. The shape along with the subtle flash of the secret stuff along with the seductive movement of the marabou make these flies irresistible.
"Halloween"....have a safe and fun trick or treat day.