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Started by 5xTippett, June 17, 2012, 17:15:23 PM
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I looked for another unicorn, nobody was interested, I got hung up on some submerged structure and my versa leader broke at a wind knot. instead of repairing it I switched over to fish the bwo/midge hatch, size 24. Lots of fish were sipping in the slack water. It required a lot of patience, perfect drifts and some luck. The bugs would come in spurts, with mini frenzies followed by spells of inactivity. I got chilled standing still in the run and quit after catching enough to stop for the day.
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These fish were just as rewarding as the one I caught the other day. Perhaps even more so, since I was casting to each of them and watched them take the fly.
#121 Gas $3.16 58 and partly cloudy
I smelled the smoke from the Pilot Mt. fire as I drove up to the river. I was hoping it would be under control, but it continues to burn in the dry windy conditions.
I went in down low and was searching optimistically but didn't see a fish all afternoon. Skunk number 3 on the year.
the sunset was spectacular, assume that the smoke from the fire helped with this display.
overnight the Grindstone fire at Pilot Mountain climbed the knob...
I hate humans. (Pilot Mtn fire)
Fires are still very visible from I 77 as if this evening.
Quote from: driver on November 29, 2021, 19:30:00 PMI hate humans. (Pilot Mtn fire)
QuoteHolt reiterated earlier reports that the fire, which started Saturday near the park's Grindstone Trail, was "human caused in some form." Law enforcement officers with the fire service will investigate in an effort to pinpoint what sparked the blaze, he added.
Holt reiterated earlier reports that the fire, which started Saturday near the park's Grindstone Trail, was "human caused in some form." Law enforcement officers with the fire service will investigate in an effort to pinpoint what sparked the blaze, he added.
#122 58 - 48 partly cloudy Gas $3.14
Last day of November was mild. It's a challenge to get the layers right as most of the fishing is done in the shade.
War birds in the sky, three of them jetted overhead as I was gearing up.
I headed on down to the lower run and swung and stripped streamers. I had a blow-up and a coupled of grabs which came right at the end of a strip.
Beavers are extending their damn dam
There weren't many midge / bwo sippers out today, so I continued the streamer game and then began my hike out. I stopped at one of the last riffles and watched the water. There were a lot of fish actively feeding on the surface. Mostly punes I figured, but not wanting another skunk I rigged the rod with 6x and a pink parachute bwo. The fish liked the fly and the catching began. For the next hour I whacked a good number of fish and then after the official sunset the hatch diminished and no more fish were seen rising. Browns on dry flies on the last day of the eleventh month.
They are all so pretty...
The Pilot Mountain fire has reached the 1000 acre mark at this point from what I have seen advertised. Initially, this was a little unnerving as I only live a few miles down Hwy 52 from the mountain. It seems as if they may have it under some degree of control, I sure hope so.
#123 70 degrees and sunny.
It was hot, the weather, not the fishing.
Riverbum wanted to check out the smifff and we met up on the river around 10 and hit some low spots. There was a bit of hazy cloud cover to begin but that burned off and it turned into a hot bright high UV day. The Bum went with a streamer, and I was throwing a tandem stonefly rig. We worked the water methodically and came up empty handed, well almost. I did catch one fish.
After about three hours, we broke for lunch and went with plan b as in bwo and we headed upriver to find finicky fish rising to impossibly small flies.
The bum got on the board and caught a few, missed a few while I managed to bring several to hand.
here is what the day looked like..
Spawning time y'all...I guess. Bow time.
#124 64 with a slight overcast.
On the drive up I got a text from @Dougfish, he was fishing and had commented on the trail work that had been done by sending a photo of the river and a beer. I said I would be there in an hour.
There were two vehicles in the lot, one was Doug's, and as I hiked in, I found a net lying in the trail. I figured it was the "other" guy's. I saw him up above Doug and hollered out, "Is this your net" as I held it up. He replied in the affirmative and I walked over and placed it on the bank before continuing on down to the run Doug was working. His name is Will and he's from Durham.
There were plenty of bugs on the water and a lot of fish were sipping them in the flat slow glide. I tried to catch on with the fly I had on from last night, and one took a swipe at it on the first cast, but after that initial positive sign the other fish ignored it.
I finally gave up and declared it "Beer Thirty" and we took a break, changed flies ate a snad, and drank a beer.
Then it was back to casting and trying to hook these picky fish on a #22 bwo parachute. I missed a bunch and finally hooked one in a pectoral fin. Later redeemed myself with several in the lip. Then a bunch unbuttoned and I finally inspected the fly. The mustad hook had bent open, and as Croaker would say, "You were fishing on credit"
After a good handful of fish it was time for another beer and we watched the river boil with rising fish. Will passed on the way down to the lower run and we chatted for a while, he was fishing a #16 BWO, way to big, so I gave him one of my #22s and he was on his way.
Doug was swinging a soft hackle and I continued to get fish to rise to my fly, some got hooked and some of those came to hand.
Dough had to leave early and I walked out with him, stopping as the diagonal run where I fished yesterday. It wsn't haappening this day and after working the area blind casting for a while I headed on back down to where I started, "Don't leave fish to find fish"
I caught three more and then called it quits as the sun had set all activity on the water ceased.
it sort of looked like this....
I had been away too long.
Saturday crowds be damned.
I did not rush out the door and found one vehicle in the lot. Did not see him along the river, but did see two kayak fishermen as I hiked down WB's newly hacked path.
Stashed the beer cooler and waded down.
Euro day. First fish took a while. Damn low flows!
Stuck 4 and waded back up to meet WB. Saw someone else going in (to high hole us?).
so I waded back out to claim the territory.
WB appeared shortly with the lost net and the tiny BWO assault began.
He went dry, I switched reels to the regular fly line and swung a little soft hackle.
I had to boogie at 3:30 for family obligations.
Finished with double digit feesh, good times with woowie,
a smile on my face and a clear head.
#125 68 degrees partly cloudy
I needed to finish an audio book, so I took a drive and ended up on the river.
Was feeling a bit sluggish, and didn't hike too far, I thought I'd catch a fish and go home.
I caught two on the surface #18 CDC bwo...
#126 40 and cloudy
spent a couple of hours tossing a tandem rubber legs - drop shot rig and came up empty handed. Thought about going in for some BWO action, and started in that direction, but the hour was late and I headed to some closer water.
First fish was the best, but not so good on the photos, three more came to hand and I headed home.