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Hit the Yak Friday and Saturday.
On Friday I took my new boat and floated with a friend. We hit a good March Brown hatch that lasted for about an hour and then petered out very quickly. I was mostly interested in playing with my new toy and decided only to stop and fish for risers but we never saw any more. Pretty windy at times but not a bad day.
I had to work half a day on Saturday. Afterwards we planned to take the kids fishing at the local pond. However, my friend called to say he couldn't make it so I ran down to the spot were we enjoyed the hatch on Friday. I had a great two hours of fishing. Started out on top with a dry and caught some very nice cutthroat and rainbows. Once the fish quit rising I put on a brown beadhead nymph, more out of curiosity than anything else. I caught a few whitefish and decided to end on a good note. While walking back to my rig, I peered over the bridge to see if I could see any of the fish that I had caught. Like the dumb ass that I am, I forgot to zip my fly vest pocket and out fell a full box of flies. I watched it float down the river about 500 yards and left. I first thought, "At least it wasn't my camera (which was also in an unzipped pocket) but then realized a box stuffed with 150 flies is probably valued close to my 4 year old digital camera.
I guess losing a box of flies is sometimes the price to pay for having a new toy to row down the river, having a good float with a friend, and having a great day on dries.
Attached are a few pictures. I spared you the whitefish, although I still think they are pretty cool.
On Friday I took my new boat and floated with a friend. We hit a good March Brown hatch that lasted for about an hour and then petered out very quickly. I was mostly interested in playing with my new toy and decided only to stop and fish for risers but we never saw any more. Pretty windy at times but not a bad day.
I had to work half a day on Saturday. Afterwards we planned to take the kids fishing at the local pond. However, my friend called to say he couldn't make it so I ran down to the spot were we enjoyed the hatch on Friday. I had a great two hours of fishing. Started out on top with a dry and caught some very nice cutthroat and rainbows. Once the fish quit rising I put on a brown beadhead nymph, more out of curiosity than anything else. I caught a few whitefish and decided to end on a good note. While walking back to my rig, I peered over the bridge to see if I could see any of the fish that I had caught. Like the dumb ass that I am, I forgot to zip my fly vest pocket and out fell a full box of flies. I watched it float down the river about 500 yards and left. I first thought, "At least it wasn't my camera (which was also in an unzipped pocket) but then realized a box stuffed with 150 flies is probably valued close to my 4 year old digital camera.
I guess losing a box of flies is sometimes the price to pay for having a new toy to row down the river, having a good float with a friend, and having a great day on dries.
Attached are a few pictures. I spared you the whitefish, although I still think they are pretty cool.