To my surprise the brookies were still just chasing each other around. I only saw on pair on a redd (I of course let them be). I tied on a hair's ear soft hackle and went to work. I landed one smaller male, then the big boy I was looking for. He proceeded to make a mess on me nice just cleaned coat. Ah, well, what can you expect when you fish during the spawn.
A bit downstream I took one more pretty little thing, then made the move to the Brown Trout water.
The same nymph techniques were in order on the bigger stream that I consider to be my home water. It was not long before a Mayfly Grande nymph was nailed by two successive jumping wilds, and then a holdover that acted like it was wild. I've caught him before, actually.
|I have no idea why the hook in the head thing happens so often. Maybe a missed strike?|
I caught two more on the nymph before finding a long glide with some risers at the top. I put on a different spool with line more suitable for size 20 dries and proceeded to catch three of the four risers on an olive. The were quite nice browns, the last of the day.
|I'm going to fit a new handle soon, this ones older then me and a pain to fish with.|