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Thursday, May 17, 2012
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|Original Super Ant|
|Super Ant Country|
|Super Ant Redux|
This batch was tied up using some quick sight ant bodies I had lying around. To get the hi-vis indicator tips, I simply tinted the white sections with permanent markers in various colors. The standard white works well enough but in some light conditions a little bit of color improves visibility on this low riding pattern.
In addition to the not so super ant I also tied up a few not so super bees with some foam bee bodies I found lying in the same drawer. I have a feeling the bluegills are going to tear these up!
|Recent victim of the Super Ant|
Friday, May 11, 2012
Just a quick post for the local folks. The Sulphurs have been around in dribs and drabs for a few days now, but last night they were out in numbers that had the fish looking up! The bug pictured was on the small size most were considerably larger (as large as size 12!). The fish ate good last night!
Usually, I would have more fish porn but I forgot the camera. I took my iPhone on the water (which I never do) but I almost dropped the damn thing in the drink taking this shot, so that was the end of the pics! I need to invest in a waterproof case...
|This water was boiling with fish an hour after this photo was taken!|
Thursday, May 10, 2012
I recently took trip to Connecticut's famed Farmington River with a group of friends. We headed up to the river on the tail end of a nor'easter, so we had some adverse weather and water conditions to deal with. Despite less than ideal conditions it turned out to be a great trip.
There were plenty of chunky little rainbows to be had. They were everywhere and eagerly took our nymphs and streamers in the morning and rose to Hendricksons and caddis in the warmer afternoons. The rainbows averaged 12 to 14 inches with the largest nosing up to about 16 inches. They fought surprising hard for their size.
The brown trout averaged a inch or two less and were just as abundant. I managed to hook a few larger browns in the 20" class, while fishing streamers in some of the deep runs and pools, but they got the best of me and never made it to the net.
The fishery folks on the Farmington have an interesting way of tagging fish to identify when they were stocked. The small recently stocked brown trout all had this green laser etch behind their right eye. I have never seen this method of tagging before.
We managed to have one phenomenal afternoon when my buddy Rick and I got into a riffle that was just teeming with fish. There were actually more fish in this one spot than I have ever encountered on a river before. We discovered that they were staged in that riffle taking emerging Hendricksons. Fishing soft hackles we took fish on almost every casts for hours right up until dark. The numbers of fish caught was astounding, between the two of us it was one of those rare "100 fish days".
Fishing two fly rigs and catching two fish at a time was just as common as catching one! More often than not, everyones rod was bent over at the same time. Since we left fish biting the night before, we returned the next morning morning with another friend and found the fish there again. This time they appeared to be taking spent little yellow crane flies. A partridge and yellow soft hackle did the trick and we did it all over again. This had been my first trip to the Farmington, I can't wait to head back!
Sunday, May 6, 2012
I was standing in the shallow water on the edge of the river, tying on a new section of tippet, when I felt something heavy climbing over my wading boots. I looked down and almost jumped out of my skin when I saw this large snapping turtle clambering over my boots. I had been standing motionless for a while watching a few rising fish on the opposite bank so I guess he figured I was part of the landscape. Once my heartbeat returned to normal I left this fellow to his own devices and I proceeded to catch one of those rising fish.