09/23/15 Pretty beautiful up here in river country right now. Clear water, and one sparkling day after another. Sunlight burns the frost, the maples and brook trout are full of color, the browns — though grumpy — are giving chase just enough to keep us chucking streamers. Morning tricos. Afternoon olives. Even a few fall Isonychia:
It’s been fun. Between bird hunting and trout fishing (and all the different kinds of trout fishing! Streamers. Afternoon olives today. Good ants yesterday. Nymphing options both as a dropper or deep through the runs) there’s just not enough hours in these dwindling days. The rivers are clear but have a good head of water. The sun has the fish kinda off at times, but never so much that you don’t have faith that this might happen:
Or that the olives, like today (when one cloud obscured the sun for about 10 minutes) might have some of these guys rising in a gravel slick:
Or that after breakfast the trout won’t be lined up in the last remaining shadow in front of the lodge eating tricos:
It’s been beautiful. It’s a special time of year, each event seems distinct and special, even if the fish catching isn’t always up to June standards. The crowds are few and the rivers have a serene, different quality. Somehow both limpid, as if they are painted into the earth, yet alive with the unique possibility that an amber-stained trout might crush your little conehead streamer.
We’ve been thinking about it, and thinking about it…now we’re going to do it: a simple, fun, homespun fly-fishing catalog. If you want in, send an email to me at [email protected] with your mailing address. We’ll also have sign-up forms at the shop on Saturday and beyond. We’re looking forward to making it, and we hope you’re looking forward to reading it. So far the response has been HUGE! We can’t wait to stumble through issue #1!