Whew! Tough days on the Mo. I spent the past two days fishing the Missouri. The first day I took the little guy I work with out and we did manage to nymph up a few fish. He loves to net them. We sat on one riffle for about an hour and hooked a number of fish on scuds and as we moved down, we even got some targets on top.
Yesterday I went out with a couple buddies; one of them another guide. I know I've talked about this before but there are certain methods to fly fishing that are a little more attractive to avid fly fishermen that don't include nymph fishing. Chucking streamers and throwing dry flies is it and for some, even chucking streamers is cheating. Part of it has to do with the challenge, especially the dries but also it's the action. Stripping a streamer and having a big brown come crashing in at 90 mph is about as exciting as it gets but there is a cost.
We spent almost 6 hours yesterday chucking streamers against the bank, across flats, drifting them through deep pools; we changed up presentations, colors, and sizes and just got our asses kicked. It was not good. But we stuck to our guns, right?
The one bright spot is even with some pretty high winds and even higher sun, we came around a corner with some shelter and along the inside edge of a downstream seem off an island we found a pod of fish sipping midges. Trying out a new pattern I tied, we each got a few shots at the risers and managed to hook a number of them before the pod went down for good.
Vindication? Not really but it was nice to get a chance to sharpen the saw, so-to-speak and even nicer to have found a pattern that will take these picky fish in some really flat, slow-moving water.
Keep your flies where the live...
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