I cannot explain how nice it felt to be outside, feel a breeze on my face, and to engage in an activity that reminded me of how life used to be. In other words, those moments were snapshots in normalcy.
I was happy to find the rivers above the dreaded 38 °F mark, at which point fish really slow down and hunker down. On some days, the waters even hit the upper-40s, which means that the fishing will only get better from here.
Usually, I’m bringing two fly rods with me: my streamer rod and my four-weight, the latter of which I use for bobber fishing, wets and dries.
I started off hoping to land a big fish with an articulated beast of a streamer and after some passes at the choicest runs, I got practical and switched to the four-weight. Yesterday, I magically caught a Hendrickson hatch and saw a few rises. I even landed a fat brown on a small Parachute Adams, the first dry-fly fish of the season for me.
Maybe it was coincidence, but the best spring flies have been soft hackles from sizes 18 to 22. When the water was cold-ish, they worked on a dead-drift. When the water warmed, they were great on an upswing as wets (our how-to-fish wet flies post here). Sometimes, I tightlined. But, honestly, that was only 10% of the time, as I’m pretty bored of the technique.
I love all kinds of fly fishing, but wet flies currently are my favorite way to fish. That tug really is the drug!
I’ve seen some good fish the past few weeks.
Fish those spring flies for time flies! Hope to see you on the water (from six-feet away)!