The days leading up to last Tuesday weren’t painting the best picture for a day on the local flow. Temperatures were pushing 80 and the intel coming in was that the local was low, very clear and the fish were super wary (that is if you could find them). With my brother riding shotgun again this time, I was determined to bring a few to the net. The last time we fished together we were the visitors and we got worked by the home team. New game…home court advantage this time.
This time of year you have to pay close attention to the clues around you if you hope to find a fish or two. There aren’t as many fish around and the conditions are not in your favor. There is no chuck it and hope. All that’ll get you is hours and hours of casting practice.
Immediately after the launch the reports were confirmed…clear as a glass of water. I can’t remember ever being able to see the bottom midstream. The program for today was to try and get my brother into as many fish as I could and then one more. I was playing guide today.
A few of the real guides were out today and not much other traffic. Made for a pleasant float. The fact that it was a weekday helped out as well.
The low and clear conditions brought out all of the stealth moves. Super long leaders, small flies, and slow, deliberate approaches. Fish were around. They were where you would expect them to be on any other hot summer day…undercover and using every bit of their surroundings to keep it that way.
Tough day but a good day.