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![]() "Guyz-N-Flyz" wrote in message ... Met Uncle Wally at the top of the road leading down to Upper Creek? We agreed to go over to Steels Creek instead. We decided to fish a section of Steels that neither of us had fished before. This is a section low down in the campin' areas. Thankfully, even with the temp. in the 60 degree range, there were no campers to be seen. I tied on one of my recently tied #16 parachute Adams, and Walt tied on a Madame X with dropper. Walt took the lead and fished the first pool which is actually several pools in a bedrock granite formation. Like Upper Creek, Steels Creek flows through a gorge, so there are more bedrock plunge pools than mice in my house--at least I hope so, anyway. Things started out slow and remained that way for me, throughout the day. Walt the magnificent, however, had obviously sacrificed to the appropriate fish gods. While I was fishin' drys exclusively, Walt was catchin' fish left and right on the dry he used as an indicator? I couldn't charm a trout with anything I tied on, and I tied on and on and on... I, finally, resorted to a prince nymph dropper, and caught a brown in the 8 inch range. That was it for me. Walt however, removed his dropper and continued to catch trout on his #10 Madame X. I became distraught and just sat and cried very loudly. Walt remained unaffected, continuing to catch trout? Where we expected to find trout, they were absent and where we least expected to find them, they struck Walt's fly. We didn't get any strikes in the deep pools, but our droppers were probably not set deep enough. Mostly, trout were in the riffles and tight against rock formations--those that Walt caught anyway, as I only caught one fish :~^( We come up on Walt's Jeep and he was ready to head on out, as he had worn himself out castin' and catchin'. I wasn't humiliated enough just yet and decided to go over to Upper Creek. Upper Creek skunked me! I still had a dropper rig tie on and attempted to coax trout out of bedrock troughs, but they'd have none of that. I switched over to a green Stimulator. Nada. I fished for about two hours and finally called it quits. I gotta mouse pattern I'm gonna try next weekend, if he/she has dehydrated enough to cast by then. Mark mark, it was a fine day astream. i could go on and on about proper equipment, but at least the fish caught my drift ;-) seriously, you would think that the fish would have been in the deep pools this time of year. it was very much like a spring fish, the runs and riffles held fish and the pools were bare..... dunno why, but it is something to think about..... maybe territorial big browns down deep??? anyway, thanks for fishing with me on the last day of '04 and the beginning of '05.... it was fun. resolutions for '05 1) fish more. 2. fish some more. 3. cherish and enjoy as many low down browns in the company of as many roffians as possible.... wally |
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