Fall is creeping in which means a few things:
1. Changing up the rig. I don’t mind it but I don’t love it either because I’ve grown
accustomed to, confident in the one that has been productive this summer. emotionally attached to,
2. Wet-wading is almost done. This is a bummer. My waders are pretty beat up, and new ones are…shall we say…spendy? I’m thinking my frugal streak on fly-fishing purchases is about to snap.
3. Browns are coloring up for the fall spawn, as evident below. This 23″ bruiser chased my favorite midge pattern down. The teeth and color on this thing were ridiculous.
This cutt-bow lost some mouth parts at some point. Size 10 midge, corner pocket.
All in all, I’m getting action on crays, stones, and caddis like everyone else. Midges have been reliable as well. In keeping up my amateur status, I got the top section of my Hydros rod stuck in a tree. After devising a plan, I got my rod section down along with a dead branch bigger than my Subaru. If someone filmed the whole thing I wouldn’t want to watch it. It was ugly, but I drove home with 4 pieces of a 4-piece rod so I call it a win.