Blue Heron on the Stream

   Kim and I had some time to go fly fishing together this week. After I got out of work we drove to a local stream and we geared up for a two hour window of trout fishing. The weather was perfect, very little wind and puffy clouds, at a temperature that doesn't make your legs sweat. If you have ever worn waders on a hot day you know what I mean.
   My hope was to get Kim into some new casting techniques that would produce strikes. The problems I needed to overcome were... the water was low and calm ... the hour was 3:00 in the afternoon. The sun was bright ... and the water was clear as glass. After a few casts we had spooked the trout to the bottom of the pool. But we continued trying to entice one of them to bite. And finally Kim had one on. As she struggled to retrieve the slack, her pole tip lowered and that was enough for the trout to spit out her nymph. So we went over some basic rules of retrieving line. Don't give the fish any slack, keep the pole tip up, strip in the line and don't reel the line in.
  Kim complains there are to many things to remember when your heart is racing from the adrenaline of hooking up. And that is precisely why we love to fish. The rush of catching a fish is like being a kid again. Do you agree?
   As we continued to enjoy our beautiful afternoon date. We saw a blue heron float across the sky in front of us and land in the stream about thirty feet away. Kim got her camera and started recording it. As she did a second blue heron sailed in and landed right next to the first. It squawked and one flew off. Kim continued to film as the bird tiptoed in the shallow water searching for a snack.

                                                                      Kim's video

   Nature is the other thing that makes fly fishing so enjoyable. To be where animals react in their natural surroundings has great benefits to our health and stress reduction. You might find nature on walks and bicycling also. But fly fishing at times can have you standing still with little movement while observing all that goes on around you. Don't forget to take your camera. It's a must for every tackle bag.
No telling when you'll see a whole family of blue heron on the stream or hatching from their nest.
   Kim and I ended up only hooking a few fish but it was well worth the time.

  

Summer Practice Stream

Yesterday, I took my wife out fishing for the afternoon. Kim has not donned the waders for a while. And I thought she needed some practice casting before the fall trout runs start up. I took her to a stream near my home which provides various types of water where different techniques can be applied.

We started with a simple small pool casting downstream with over hanging branches. She practiced keeping the fly rod at waist level and parallel with the water to get under the low branches. She was using a strike indicator and golden stonefly nymph.

Kim's first cast was taken by a small creek chub, and after a few more cast she hooked a small mouth bass. I was glad to see that her fishing had not suffered over the past few months. She worked the fly line like a pro. And as we moved to areas of riffles and shallow runs it was apparent that she knew how to catch and release fish. 

I fished a little drop off at the top of a run and Kim fished the back water in the tail out of the same. Kim had switched over to a dry fly sulphur parachute and was getting hits in calm water. While I was getting crazy with creek chub. I saw a large black bass darting for cover as my line drifted through the run. A few more casts and I got a fat creek chub twisting and turning on my tippet. Then from under the cover of sticks came a shadow that latched on to my chub. It was the black bass hitting on my helpless bait fish. The predator came into shallow water and thrashed about several times. I could see the determination of the bass trying to swallow the chub. But without a larger hook, my line would pull out of his mouth. I retrieved my line and we set off for home.  All the fish were only summer fingerlings, but it gave me a story for today.

Summer Nights

The best thing about the Summer of 2012 is that there is still water in our drought stricken streams.

I'm going to try again to blog some new stories this fall about our favorite sport.
And that's another thing I want to blog about. Why is fly fishing not an olympic sport?

But first I've got to tell you about Summer Night Fishing. If you have not tried fishing after dark than you must put it on your bucket list. This was something I had always wanted to try but never took the time. Sure I had fished evenings and into the twilight hours after sunset. I've been there catching that last glimpse of light hitting the water above of a rising trout. I've waded back across a stream as a thin fog lifts towards the night sky. But this was my first time fly fishing, as it were, starting after dark and catching fish until midnight.

And I mean first time fly fishing...
I went last week and found night time fishing for trout heightens your awareness of fly fishing.  All the things you do while fishing become new to you again. When I got on the stream it was about 9:20 PM. The night sky was already showing stars. The half moon of August had not risen yet. My first mistake was thinking that I could easily tie on a tippet and fly when I reached the stream. So I had an old leader with a wool yarn strike indicator and fly on my line from the last time I had been out. I was not quite ready to go, but was so anxious that I cast it anyway. My first cast was ten feet off my rod tip and something slammed my indicator. My second cast bore the same result. So I stepped back out of the stream and retied a new leader without the strike indicator. I tied on a floating muddler minnow that I had created earlier in the day.

The next few casts were difficult to get use too because it was like casting into the wind. Only instead of wind it was an endless wall of darkness. Not knowing where the fly was landing did make setting the hook more difficult. Finally I caught this nice brown trout.

Get the whole story at JP Ross Site.

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