I have said this before
but I will reiterate it again how I wish I had found the fly fishing passion
when I was younger. So every day I am “GIVEN” now is time well spent landing
trout like this beauty with its colors all aglow for Christmas.
The water today was high when
I arrived at mid-morning. As the day unfolded it begin to reseed. Two
generators would be running about an hour before I would leave late afternoon. I’ve
learned especially for us older anglers that one doesn’t need to stand an
entire wading trip. Snack breaks, fly changes, and a pause just to soak up the
beautiful scenery can be excuse enough to find a seat. On the Sipsey those
seats come in the form of numerous large boulders scattered up and down the gouge.
This image explains why we
as trout fishermen love this sport so much. I could still see vivid colors on
its gill plate as it swims back into the fast run it was taken from.
A complete contrast in the color scheme here with this healthy bow; it inhaled the nymph so hard I thought
I had hooked a rock. The current was the key to today’s trip; the trout were holding
in small seams where there was structure such as rocks and fallen timber. One
never knows how the trout will react from day to day on the Sipsey. Today
numerous trout were in the mood to inhale a number of patterns I cast their way,
which made the day special!!
