The rains subsided overnight so I thought I would try the Caney for my second day in a row, which hasn't happened in a very long time. I got to the water at 7:30 at the tail end of a slight drizzle which continued off and on for the next couple of hours. The water that was half clear yesterday was completely muddy today, in the run that I fished yesterday. I tried two or three different flies and only caught one small rainbow, this was over an hour and a half time period. I trudged back, 30 minutes worth, to where I saw some clear water earlier. I had about 2 hours left before the generation started. I tied on my light colored soft hackle that I had rebuilt from yesterday and began to cast. I caught two small browns pretty quick and then preceded to have the next 9 bites to get off after a couple or three strip retrieves. I then changed to a #20 zebra midge and started to catch and get to the net 10 more within about 45 minutes. I changed to a dry fly on my sinking tip line and was still able to catch 6 more, combination of browns and rainbows. By this time, I was about wore out from fishing and standing and walking, I was glad to hear the horn go off at the dam to let us know that in 15 minutes we better get out of the river or find a tall tree to climb for the next 12 hours. This was another great day to be alive and to enjoy it fishing. By the way, Mark if you read this I saw David Knapp today and told him you said Hi; he was impressed with the fly info from you a couple of years ago. Until next time, Pappy TIME FOR A REBUILD
A flyfishing blog with a novice past middle age fisherman. Will try to put my experiences, good or bad, in a journal type form. Any and all comments are appreciated.
Bye Ya'll
Tommy H.
Wednesday, April 30, 2014
Tuesday, April 29, 2014
Not a bad work day
I had set my alarm for 4:30 am this morning, Tuesday, to be at the Caney at 6:30. I looked at the overnight weather and decided not to go due to the water probably being muddy. At 8 I decided to go to Silver Point to cut my step dad's lot at his camp. I carried my 4 wt. just in case I could fish a while. When I got to the Caney only the water closest to the bank was muddy so I tried my luck for an hour or so below the dam. I had my first rainbow within the first ten minutes and my second within the next 5 minutes. I ended up with 7 browns and rainbow all about 9 to 12 inches. The generation started so I left and went to Happy Hollow to see how the water was there. I was able to fish there for an hour or so using a light colored soft hackle on my sinking tip line. The water was as clear here as it was below the dam. I had my best day in a long time at Happy with a total of 10 more fish, including 1 brookie. That was the end of my fun for the day as I spent the next 2 hours weed eating. The fish catching did make the weed eating a little more palatable, though. Until next time, Pappy.
Friday, April 18, 2014
I went to the Caney yesterday enjoying great temperatures and blue bird skies. Not so sure about enjoying the blue bird skies. They were beautiful but not real conducive for a great day of fishing. I started off with soft hackles for awhile with no luck at all and then switched to a wooly bugger, also with no luck. About the time I reached the spot that I normally have decent luck, another fisherman had moved in front of me with a spinning rod and proceeded to catch an 18" brown. Not to say that I would have caught the same fish, but. The water finally receded to its normal level after the generation turned off. I move downstream to the opposite side of the river and changed to a grey scud. I began to get some hits and caught a few. Most were fairly small but I did have a 10" rainbow. I switched to a beige sowbug,#16 after about 6 catches and caught 3 more. I also had 6 more on but lost them after about 6 or 7 strips. This same thing has happened to me the last two times I have fished this side with the scud type hooks. Maybe they hook set has to be different, who knows. All in all a great day to fish and to be out in God's great outdoors. Until next time, Pappy.
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