Tuesday, February 6, 2007
OBEY RIVER, CLAY COUNTY, February 3, 2007. At 4:00 p.m., I waded out below the parking lot to the middle of the stream, knee deep and began drifting flies downstream along the east bank deep channel. I was covering 30 feet of water. I started with a 10 Elk Hair Caddis dry with a 20 Zebra Midge black bead head extended off the bend of the Caddis hook a on a 15 inch piece of 7x. I fished this for one hour. I took a light hit on the Midge at 30 minutes and a hard hit on the Caddis at one hour. I could not set the hook either time. The fish began to feed from the top. I was nearly frozen from the 35 degree weather plus wind chill. As a last attempt, I tied on a 22 Midge Dry black with white pattern. I was so cold it was uncomfortable to tie. As I secured the knot and began shadow casting to release the slack line, I turned to talk to two fishermen who were calling it a day. In turning my head, the line fell, the Midge falling six feet in front of me. No sooner than the fly hit the water, a trout erupted and rolled over the fly. I saw this out of the corner of my eye. I heaved on the slack line floating around by feet in an attempt to set the hook. When I finally found the end of the line, I yanked the hook right out of the trout’s mouth. I was cold and went home.
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Focus! You must become one with the trout.
I think I will skip fishing this weekend. It is too cold for my fragile self.
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