Another Day on the River

The generation schedule was favorable yesterday so I decided to visit the Caney again.  I got into the river at 11:45 and by 12:00 I had a rainbow and a brown in the net. Both were 12" and appeared to be well fed.  That was all for the next hour.  I did have enough hook ups to keep my attention but just couldn't get them to hold on.  By the time I left the river I had netted eight fish, mostly rainbows.  The only drawback on the day was the gusting wind.  I had several times I caught my own  line which I think actually caused me to lose my leader off of my main line on my last hookup.  This is the first time this has happened to me.  The ragged way the line was cut leads me to believe it was partially torn and the the hit caused the line to pop.  Or I hooked  that 28" brown people have talked about.  Whatever.  Until next time.  Pappy

Catching Up

Well, I've fished 3 different places since my last post.  One was after a stocking in Lewisburg at the park.  The weather wasn't very good.  The air temperature was maybe 40 degrees with a 10-15 mph wind.  The fish had just been put in and not very hungry.  There were maybe 7 people fishing off the bank, all with spinning rods.  I was there with my friend Ed who is a rep with trout magnet lures.  Even his lures didn't do much so you know the fish weren't hungry.  We didn't stay long and decided to take a trip to the Elk as soon as the weather permitted.  That was a few days later.   We made it to the Elk around 11am and started about a hundred yards below the dam, at the start of the bend.  I was throwing flies and Ed was doing his thing with the trout magnet.  Well, his thing did a whole lot better than mine.  That's all I'm going to say. My third trip was finally to the friendly confines of Caney Fork.  The wierd thing is that I hadn't intended on fishing.  The weather was terrible.  I was going to check on Gordon's place, which was fine, and I then went down to the dam and some people were at the dam fishing and the wind had died down quite a bit.  I then decided I was try my luck below the steps.  The water was still a foot or so high even an hour and a half after the generation had stopped.  I didn't get a bite for the first 45 minutes using various midges.  I was about to leave because the wind had picked up but I decided to tie on a wooly bugger.  Long story short,  I had caught 6 trout in the next 30 minutes. Another dry spell for about 30 minutes and then one final trout, a brookie, which gave me a triple play.  I had 5 rainbows, 1 brown, and 1 brook.  Not bad for a day that I hadn't intended to fish.  Hopefully, it won't be another month before I get out again. Until next time,  Pappy