I knew the fish were there. I was trying to work out in my head a solution to my difficulties when a solution came in sight. Literally. I was getting a glass of water late at night, looked out the kitchen window, and saw a Hex sitting there..............and I wondered. Is that it? Are the fish on Hex's? I remembered an article where the author related a tale from his youth where his father and uncle ( bait fisherman ) complained about how bad the fishing was when these were hatching. As a fly fisherman, the author of course found the exact opposite when fishing an imitation of the Hex's.
........fish crack. |
I tied up a really basic impression and tried it the next night. It was an instant success. I started hitting fish as soon as I started and it continued that way for most of the night. May have been the greatest number of bass I have ever caught. I was nailing fish in anywhere from 6-22' of water. I never changed the fly I started with. No reason to. It was producing, despite the fact it got turned into an unrecognizable mess.
More of a thrill than the fish, was just figuring them out. I love that S#!T! It is very satisfying to have ones efforts rewarded.
Needless to say, I am anticipating my next outing. Probably even tie up some half way decent nymph's.
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