On a whim I decided to get out of bed earlier than I normally prefer on a Saturday...and go fly-fish for trout at a nearby lake.
Wind forecasts yesterday called for winds up to 15mph for today. I can do that. When I got up this morning, I checked the weather forecast again. They had boosted up the wind speeds again. But that was nothing compared to what REALLY was going on! By the time I got back home again after fishing, I checked to verify my suspicions...sure enough, winds from 24-32 mph!!! Cripes! It was brutal indeed!
There were two gents fishing when I arrived at 7am. One was fly-fishing. After I had been fishing for a bit about 100 yards away, I saw the fly angler catch a trout. He waved and started walking over. It was my friend Dale Gooding, fellow member of Central Iowa Anglers!
Dale had caught 2 trout so far, including the one I witnessed. He told me the shoreline I was working hadn't been producing, and invited me to join him. He showed me the pattern he was catching fish with, which was similar to what I was using. I'd been wanting to give him some flies I'd caught trout with at this lake in the past, so I brought out my fly box and picked out a trio for him to add to his fly box. I decided to work a bit more of the shoreline near me, which I did unsuccessfully, and then walked down to fish near his spot. I slowly worked down the shoreline away from him, making a half-dozen casts, then moving on. I missed a strike. Then had a big heavy take that quickly broke my line as I strip-set the hook. Darn!
I caught a couple fish on the olive & black beadhead woolly bugger I'd been using.
Dale caught another fish or two. He gave me a fly he'd tied that was working for him. Looked good, so I accepted it and put it on my line. Soon I was catching a few more trout. I ended up catching 7 trout on that fly, before it started falling apart. Not bad! That kind of abuse on a fly gives it that ragged "Badge of Honor"! Definitely a good fish-catching fly pattern!
I was one trout shy of a double-limit (5 trout is considered a limit, but of course I was not keeping any), so I decided to stay a while longer.
I switched to an orange-n-black beadhead bugger. I found a good spot or two, and caught some nice trout.
|This was the biggest trout of the day for me...very chunky!|
Thanks for the tips and the fly, Dale!