Today's forecast was for fiercely high winds to 45 miles per hour and maybe some precip. I hear it blowing overnight and it shakes the trailer a little before dawn. But as it gets light, I notice it's pretty hot inside. I have my furnace on its lowest setting, but I'm throwing off the blankets. I open the trailer door to warm, cloudy, and still. Believing the window is short due to the incoming cold front, I grab a very quick snack and hop in the truck headed down river. I park where I can fish close to the truck and make a quick retreat when the weather goes to hell.
Ha! It blows at times, but never quite unfishable. When there's a five or 10 minute calm stretch, a few fish rise. When it gets really gusty, I have the wind blowing off of my casting shoulder just right. Sometimes I just punch it through. I've been fishing my three-weight, but I rigged up the five this morning. It launches the leech and still turns over a dry. What begins as an intended short stint at 9:00 a.m. ends with a late lunch break/nap at 3:00 p.m. I never leave the water at Lone Tree in that time. Theres chasers and eaters.
I re-arm with the three weight for the evening bite up river, feeding those subtle rises in and below caddis channel. It's mostly calm, and the clouds finally give way to bright sunshine warming my back and illuminating my little mole fly for the last 90 minutes. On a day that was highly improbable, I get in a full one. A few days ago I told someone there was going to be a weekend party on the MO, and the fish were invited. We partied again today. I think we'll just keep it going for the week ahead. Me, the healthiest looking rainbows in the west, and a few little mayflies. Who else is coming?
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| Sure looks like it's coming this morning. |
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| I've been seeing pheasants all over the place. These two were at the tip of the big island with two more right around the corner that flew as I approached. No wonder the trout like pheasant tails! |
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| The water is barely moving in caddis channel, but there's fish in the thing when can approach them. |
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| It's like a spring creek with pigs. |
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| My god, it's late October and this looks perfect! Party on! I'm home! |
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