Today, we saw, we fished, and we threw scuds.
Before the blog team formed, and after Swift River Burn Out set in for me, I would still go back near year-end before “catch and keep” returned below Route 9 and the fish ended up in anglers’ freezers.
Now, it’s fun to go with others.
Fellow blogger Ashu Rao and I fished both above and below Route 9. It was designed to be a blog team outing, but the others couldn’t make it.
Ashu was his usual ace self: he brought two fly rods and caught oodles of fish while tightlining and throwing #26 dries. He is a stud.
As for me, I mostly threw nymphs-and-bobbers. It was a good-volume session for me early, and it became progressively slower as the hours ticked by and more anglers showed up. Nearly all of my fish were via nymphs.
Our hot fly of the day was a scud fly. I tied some last night and this morning. For some reason, scuds do well for me at that river in October and November. Size 18s.
I ran into one of the Swift regulars, who fishes there nearly every day. He remarked that this year’s brookie spawn was marginal compared to prior years. He also said that the river’s contours have changed. Record-high flows for many months have re-shaped the river.
I would agree. I didn’t see many spawning fish, and I noticed that the fish were holding at different areas. That’s nature, I suppose.
The best fish for me was a slab of a ‘bow. The fat fish was quite phat.
I hope everyone has a wonderful Thanksgiving week. I won’t fish next weekend in order to focus on family. But, I soon thereafter will go on my steelhead trip.