|This little guy must think he has a bigger mouth!|
Monday, February 6, 2012
Took a detour on my way home from school today. It was about 3:45 p.m. when I arrived at the river. Five minutes later I was wadered up and had my rod in hand. I decided not to tie up just yet because I wanted to scope things out first. I haven't fished this stretch of river in roughly 10 years. It's amazing how much a riverbed changes over that time. The main channel flows on the opposite side now, and what once were excellent holes to fish are now large dry gravel bars. Part of me missed the old "go-to" places. Even so, a greater part of me was excited to rediscover the area. I already had a good idea of what the water looked like down stream, so I decided to head up. After eying the water a bit I decided to start out with a black streamer prototype I'm working on. No love. Fished it for a bit, but the clear sunny day today resulted in wary fish. I swapped my big rig for some midges and hooked up on a few little guys. Each in their turn decided to come loose mid-fight. Curse small hooks.