Continuing my Bluegill Quest Against the Odds

All the rain we have received lately has caused heavy generation on the lake, which means no trout fishing below the dam. So the alternative was a trip to Smith today to continue my bluegill quest.
Upon arriving at the lake I noticed there were very few boats that had launched for the morning. This told me that the fishing might be somewhat slow. There was a slight breeze out of the south with a light chill in the air which convinced me to wear a long sleeve shirt while I motored to the area I was going to fish. The lake level was up and the generators were on, which meant falling water. Falling water, wind out of the south, and a slight cool front set the morning up as a challenge; but I was up for the task.

First fish of the morning, a nice 12” spot using the 4 wt. Redington. I started the morning at daylight with no success with the Boggle Bug Popper, so after daylight I changed to the Muddler Minnow. This fly has never let me down when fishing conditions are tough. I tied on a number of nymphs with no success, so the Muddler was the choice and it proved its worth. I fished for an hour and half before I landed this fish; talk about determination.

                                 

Later in the morning I moved from the shallow banks where I was landing numbers of small bluegills and the 12" spot to deeper water. The deeper water allowed me to find some nice bull bluegill near rock ledges in the shade. These were a lot of fun using the my 4 wt. Redington.

I didn’t brother to remove these bluegills from the cooler because you guys have seen this size before for the quest. Trust me these three did qualify which puts me 61 away. After a lot of fishing with bright sunlight and humidity rising I called it a morning knowing I had met my challenge. I dressed 7 from this cooler, all landed on the super Muddler.

As I dressed my catch for the day I soaked up the sweet smell of the Gardenia blooms on one of the many brushes we have in our backyard. Thanks for viewing guys

 

 

 

 

 

Fishing For Bluegill With Bryson

Our daughter brought the grandchildren Bryson and Laelyn down this week for a visit. Bryson was all ready for another trip to the local pond near our house to land some more bluegills. The humidity, gnats, and mosquitoes were just too abundant for an afternoon trip so we opted for an early morning outing, which worked out much better for both of us. I worked on his casting skills on this trip for a little while, until I decided it was too hard for him to master at this time. I don’t want to rush him into doing anything that he is not interested in doing. There are always other trips that will help him with his fishing skills.  

Got to get those red worms dug before we can land any bluegills. Digging for worms is about as much fun as landing the bluegills.

Selecting that just right fat worm. Bryson said it had to be a fat worm so he went through the dirt until he found that fat worm

First fish of the morning on that fat worm, this fish really had to be inspected, we looked at the eyes, gills, and fins

This fishing is hard work, time for a quick snack, with peanut butter and cracker

Got to have that water too

Standing on the soft moss lifting this bluegill from the water's edge

He has learned how to land his own fish now, when that float goes under he knows to retrieve that fish 

Trying not to lose that worm

This fat worm received the name "Oscar"

Sparing Oscar's life; he gets to go home with Bryson, this can is his new home

A fun afternoon fishing with Bryson!

Experimenting With The Seal Leech Pattern

Fishing the Trout Derby Saturday on the Sipsey tailrace afforded me the opportunity to experiment with different fly patterns and different fishing techniques. The experimenting came about because of the slow bite while fishing the Derby. There was virtually no hatch, which resulted in limited dry action and slow nymph action. A lot of the fisherman started going through their fly boxes to select a pattern that might get some takes.

I had tried all the usual patterns in the dries and nymphs with no luck, so I tied on what I like to call a mini bugger in the form of a fly called the Seal Leech, David at The Trout Zone tied for me back in the spring.

So with about 20 minutes left before check in I tied on the Leech. I knew I was going to fish the fly dead drifting and swing casting it through some of the runs I fished earlier in the morning with the dries and nymphs. I had lost two trout around 9 AM on nymphs in this run, so back for those two and hopefully more. I waded into position and made my first cast up stream and let the line swing into a curve position and started to strip line when I got my first take. It was no earth shadowing take but I knew I had a trout on immediately. I promptly landed, photographed and measured the trout which measured 10 inches and released it back into the water. I checked my watch for the time, which indicated Charles and I had roughly 10 minutes to make it back to the fly shop to check in at the 12 AM hour. So reluctantly I waded out of the water to where Charles was waiting and we walked back to his truck and LEFT!!

 

So with one cast, one unique pattern and no time left to make additional cast that ended my Derby for this year; but rest assure I will be back next year with this little leech and ready for any eager trout to take it. That one take and one trout proved something to me Saturday to always be innovative and experiment, because you never know when you will tie on that magic pattern.