So, I went fishing yesterday. Yes it was fathers day and I still went fishing. I woke up early to check the flow report and then I went up stairs and hit the tying bench. I had wanted to leave early but the river was running around 16cms and that is a little too quick for my liking. I delayed in hopes that the river would slowly start to drop as the day progressed and maybe bring off a hatch of the juice bugs we all like so much.
I arrived at the parking lot around noon and it was hosing rain, but I could see the leading edge of a high pressure system was about to push the wet weather away. So again I waited. Finally I found myself strolling through grassy meadows watching my dog chase butterflies. The sun was out the river looked a little high but it was where I wanted to be. I worked a run with a dry for about an hour, hitting seams, and skittering big dries into bushes unfortunately no fish would come up to play... There something you all should know about me, I love to nymph, I love getting dirty and working sub-surface voodoo so that is what I did next.
Even though the river seemed to be raging there was still definition on the water, subtle observation showed a drop off and a seam. Tumbling deep with one fly and a super heavy swivel produced immediate results. The rest of the day was much the same as the start, work water with a absurdly large dry and then rig deep and catch fish.
It's interesting to note that throughout the day the river began to rise and the fishing declined accordingly. Last night the river peaked a 17cms and as of this morning its dropping again. If the weather holds and we see some dry weather like we are supposed to the fishing will improve. Watch that flow report, anything under 15cms is game.
Big ups to Papa Glen
Big Love to Papa Dan
Keep your game tight!
Spence