As I wrote yesterday, I hit the Farmington in time for the Trico spinner fall. With dozens of fish rising all around me, I just couldn’t buy a bite. Nothing worked, including floating an ant and a beetle. Two trips ago, I did well with a #28 black WD-40.
This time: nada.
Tricos are my “nemesis bugs.” A few years ago, I was fishing in Montana and had experienced the same thing. Fish everywhere except at the end of my line. Brutal.
So, I’ve done some research and have tied up some new flies:
- Tiny black pheasant tails
- An experimental emerger pattern: black thread, split micro-fibbet tails, black dubbing for a thorax, and a small bud of a wing (a less-elegant version of the RS2)
- Ed Engle’s sunken Trico spinner (from his book, Tying Small Flies, which is great)
Any advice? This is really gnawing at me.