09-16-2019, 10:08 PM
What a great day in the mountains ! Thank you one and all. As reported by the Pirate we did a powerful lot fishing but as also mentioned the catching was on the lessor side. Not a problem though the scenery, fresh air, smells of mountain water and trees filled in quite adequately for any deficiency of getting our hands wet or slimy.
There hardly anyone up there and the road was basically to ourselves going in but folks did appear as we left. Very little company of strangers on the water while we fished - exactly as I like my mountain lake and stream fishing.
As for the actual fishing part, I got absolutely no action on any of the dozen hardware options I tossed out. The sparse activity I did enjoy was all on flies with the fly rod between the gusts of wind that were not too frequent. I was able to try out a few home grown flies in the mayfly, caddis, hound hair attractor, and dragon fly ( which got mutilated and some ambitious little bait fish sized minnow of a brookie ate one of the little beady eyes I so laboriously tied on to my creation). The blue damsel only got the most cursory of side glances from the brookies that came out from under the aquatic flora to check it out. I never saw any goldens other than Craig's catches.
The Pirate did try to get me in a dive bombing run, but lacking anti aircraft point defenses or air cover support I opted to dive for cover and hunker down until the asualt from above quieted down.
All in all it was a great outing with great company and great conversation.
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There hardly anyone up there and the road was basically to ourselves going in but folks did appear as we left. Very little company of strangers on the water while we fished - exactly as I like my mountain lake and stream fishing.
As for the actual fishing part, I got absolutely no action on any of the dozen hardware options I tossed out. The sparse activity I did enjoy was all on flies with the fly rod between the gusts of wind that were not too frequent. I was able to try out a few home grown flies in the mayfly, caddis, hound hair attractor, and dragon fly ( which got mutilated and some ambitious little bait fish sized minnow of a brookie ate one of the little beady eyes I so laboriously tied on to my creation). The blue damsel only got the most cursory of side glances from the brookies that came out from under the aquatic flora to check it out. I never saw any goldens other than Craig's catches.
The Pirate did try to get me in a dive bombing run, but lacking anti aircraft point defenses or air cover support I opted to dive for cover and hunker down until the asualt from above quieted down.
All in all it was a great outing with great company and great conversation.
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