Wow. One of the thousand things I love about flyfishing for trout is that even when you think you’ve got it all figured out, the river can give you something you never expected. Sometimes that’s good, sometimes its a skunking, but always it reminds you that when you are fishing you are part of a natural system that there is no way to fully predict.
In the last several days, flows have gone from a steady 37cfs to over 100cfs this morning when I arrived at the river. Driving through Masemore on my way elsewhere, I was stopped in my tracks by the number of fish rising in the flats. With a little more water and a nice hatch, the trout felt like it was time to come out and play.
The olive hatch this morning was amazing. I saw good numbers of both olives and tricos. Fish were rising everywhere, and it was tough to get the trout to notice my fly with all the naturals on the water. And takes were subtle. Very subtle. I missed four before I caught my first.
I had success with a variety of flies. Olive emerger patterns were effective, as were tiny parachute adamses and tiny unusuals. Honestly, I think today was the best fishing I’ve seen since the sulphurs.
James Kibler 