The lack of activity on the blog recently has been due to a major cold/flu thing I've got going on. I've been in bed since Friday night and I still don't feel better. This is the worst I've felt in years. Awful!
But anyway, I dragged my ass off the couch to do a quick update.
I got to fish on Wendesday afternoon for roughly 40 minutes. I hit the local creek armed with only 2 small size 14 woolly buggers. I wound up having a great time. I caught trout, rock bass, and bluegills. I tried for a grand slam with a smallmouth and I did have follows, but they refused to take a streamer that small.
Besides that, the only other thing I've been up to is reading John Geirach's new book. I dig it so far, but it's not really anything "new" yet. I was waiting to hear his views on technology, etc but it hasn't really come up. He did mention the recent increase in spey casting and his desire to master it though.
Not sure if it was worth the $25 I paid for it. I'll finish it and let you know.
Well, I'm gonna hope back on the Robitussin train. Thanks for stopping by.
I woke up today with a really bad cold. I came downstairs and my wonderful wife had pancakes and fresh fruit all ready to eat. Besides feeling like death, that's not a bad way to start the day.
I had cabin fever so even though I felt sick, I still bundled up and headed to the stream for a quick solo trip. I fished the Heritage section of the Little Lehigh. It was very windy, very cold, and the water was gin clear and still really low. For the first hour, I could only muster a few follows but no strikes, so I was changing flies about every 20 casts or so and sight casting to a few fish holding position in some calmer water to see if they'd show interest. I finally had a hit on the redneck pheasant tail and was soon in to a fight with a really nice brown, probably 15-16 inches. Unfortunately, he ran me around a fallen log and broke me off. The worst part was, he spooked the hole where another 4 fish were lying.
Frustrated, I moved upstream about a hundred yards, tied on a sucker spawn followed by the same pheasant tail pattern and started to hit some deep runs. I finally started to have some luck. I pulled a brown and a bow on the pheasant tail, and I also hit another brown on a clown egg.
One thing I noticed is that the 8 degree change in temperature made the fish more active. Even though these fish were on the smaller end, they definitely had my 4 weight Sage reel singing when they hit the faster water, and fought much harder than the fish I got in to on Sunday.
All in all, not a bad 2 hour trip. I had to work hard for the fish I got, but it wasn't a skunk. Sorry for the poor pics, I only had the I-phone with me.
One more thing.. Speaking of pancakes, can anyone explain this video to me?
