This area today was too
deep to wade; it is usually a 10 ft. wide shallow wade through with plenty of
room for backcasting. Notice the guy in the shorts, that tells you it was
quite warm for March here today at 71. This guy had a buddy up the channel
fishing the spin-cast. He and his buddy will play a role in today’s post as I
fish through some of my favorite spots up the channel.
I was really surprised to
find water I could wade at access six, and even more surprised to find a small
hatch just above the water surface. If you look closer you can see
some surface ripples in the deeper section of this stretch. As I waded to the
huge rock boulder I kept looking to the right and left and discovered I was all
by my lonesome. The surface activity causes
me to change from my Prince Nymph to a 16 Adams .
My second cast at 2:30 produced this rainbow, my first trout after an hour
of filtering through higher water. Notice the shoes in the picture, this is the guy at the first access
point I met when I arrived. He and his buddy had followed me to this area. They
both told me that they were from Birmingham and were new to the tailrace and hadn’t caught anything.
They said they were trying to land enough trout for a dinner meal.
As the hatch pick up
motion the bite did too, so I tied on a smaller pattern in the form of a Renegade size 18 dry. I landed a couple more trout in this
same area that missed the camera shot before this image shot. My two newfound buddies fishing
above me kept watching as I landed numerous trout using the dry, and one suddenly asks if
they could have some of my catch to carry with them. They still had not landed
a trout so I agreed to let them have what I thought would be seven or eight trout
for the afternoon. So for the next couple of hours, they would come over and
remove my trout for me and put them on their stringer. It was not that these
guys were not trying to catch fish on their own, using spinners, but for some
reason, they couldn’t muster a bite; so I became their ticket to supper, which I
didn’t mind.
I worked this trout onshore so my buddies could handle it better. I am amazed at the surface activity
at this point.
Another trout made easy
for the guys. I am not taking pics of all the trout I am landing as I move slowly
up and down a 100 ft. stretch. The guys are now wading out to met me in their
shorts to get my trout and carefully remove them from my net; with every trout
given they thank me repeatedly.
Now I am seeing more of a hatch and the trout
are feeding at a fast pace in the front and to both sides of me. I can’t remember seeing this much surface activity ever on the tailrace. I know I am now well over ten because that is the
number I have given my buddies who are getting ready to leave. The limit per
person on the tailrace is five, so with their limit, they thank me again and left.
I
have now moved closer to the dam where there is more shade, which is where I
pick this guy up. I noticed that if I used a delicate surface presentation
with my fly I tend to get the take much faster. At
this point, I am landing trout about every three or four casts. The hatch is still
going strong.
The Renegade is located in the top of part of the trout’s mouth; I notice
that all the trout with the fly taken in the top part of the mouth were the ones
that really exploded on the surface to take the dry.
I
am now down to my last two Renegades, with this trout landed. I have lost 3 two
in trees and one on a break off in water too deep to retrieve from a limb. My
catch lost ratio is still on the plus side, but is fading with numbers of fish missing the fly.
The
hatch at this point is winding down and this was one of my last to inhale the
Renegade. I am standing near the dam at 5:30 PM and it is really overcast. With the forecast for tomorrow being 10 to 20-mile hr. winds and turning cold with temps in the 30's Wednesday night---could this be why I am having this kind of success???
This
fatty was my last trout of the day. It ended with what I like to think was my most
explosive take of the afternoon. At this point, the hatch was over for a lot of trout with full bellies.
The water level was getting close to normal as I made way up to the stairs. In 15 minutes
the generators would be pumping full blast.
The
long walk up these stairs and back to the truck was worth it for me today, because
I like to think on an afternoon such as this, the fishing Gods had to be with me.