The sun rose and illuminated the river’s surface, and I started to see a few midges pop.
After a bit, I started to run into fish, a small brookie here and a rainbow there. Then, my sighter paused, and a landlocked Atlantic salmon jumped a few times. Those fish are so fast and powerful.
I slid the fish into the net. Mission accomplished. Salmon are absolutely beautiful, almost regal in their bearing.
With that done, I started to experiment. A wool indicator here, a plastic indicator there. I rotated flies, too.
Some Caddis started to pop, and I started to see a few splashy rises. So, I teamed up unweighted flies, a tiny Hare’s Ear and a small Pheasant Tail, with a NZ indicator. My goal was to avoid spooking any fishing looking up top and to swing the flies just under the surface film, at some very soft bubbly water. Thankfully, on the second cast, a good-sized brook trout showed itself.
Later, I had another salmon on, another jumper. It popped off a few feet from the net.
But, I wasn’t disappointed. My daughter and I had an amazing trip. We drove home with full hearts and an even tighter bond between us.
Many thanks to Tall Timber for another great stay! A happy Father’s Day to all!