In the words of the Fresh Prince, it’s summertime. The heat and thunderstorms have had the river clarity all over the map. When the ovaltine starts flowing, I find them along the banks. I’m out for the trifecta: a good seam (conveyor belt of food), a decent size boulder or structure (shelter) and some fast water (oxygen). If you find these three things in one slot, you will find a fish or two. Foam lines always gets a few drifts. As the temps come up, proper handling is even more important. When the water hits around 68 degrees, I call it a day.
Bugs are out in big numbers in the mornings and evenings right now.
Lorquin’s Admiral hanging out on the banks.
Cicada? Robber fly? Any guesses? (post a comment if you know)
Strong little bow smashed a tungsten-head 20″er stonefly.
Swim away chap.
Had a few recently take the “Ragdoll”. A new stone pattern from Jan Nemec.
Light and dark.
This 18″ cutt-bow had 2 spots down his entire body. Bizarre looking fish.
I’ve been taking a few friends out to show them why I love this thing called fly-fishing. Cory got into a few planters and began to understand. He also caught one with his bare hand against the bank. NBD. He was gifted a rod from his Dad too, so I think we’ll hit it again together.