My first choice of places, where the sun shines during mid-day, was blown out. 10-20 mph and not a bug in sight, so it was plan B. Seven miles back upstream, and down into the dark depths of the canyon just below the dam. The sun shines down there for about 2 1/2 hours a day this time of year, and I had already missed an hour and a half of it, but it wasn't blowing. There were midges, and a few little rising pods of the most desperate trout. Not the "nice ones" of down river, but they were eating, and I was feeding, on top, on New Years Day.
The rod, a graphite IM-6 8-foot 4 weight, feels good. The tight, "off the chart" guide spacing is great. It feels more like a June hatch rod than a midge rod, but I knew that going in. It'll get some use when the March Browns, Drakes, and PMD's appear. It kinda resembled one of my Sage GII Lightlines and an old REC made by John Bradford.
The camera is going to help make some cool and different shots for the ole blog this year. I miss-framed nearly of them today, but its kinda hard when I'm in the shade, with a little wind, 37 degrees, sleeves rolled up, one hand on a wet trout, and the other hand on a camera under the 41-degree water. I don't recommend it, but I got a few. I know what I'm looking for. A few were close. They will come.
The couple+ hours of casting mainly served to remind me to be patient with the season. The sun is slowly making its way (perceived) higher in the sky as we head into spring. There will be warmer days ahead not that long from now. The fishing will only get better from here, even though I fed a dozen fish or more today. The bigger ones will come out to play next month.
|The sunny pool|
|This one out-performed the Harrop midge, and was easier to see.|
|About my limit these days. Actually, I prefer 50 and up.|