“Get the wet.” That’s my advice to all of my fly-fishing buds. 2019 has been a wet-fly “project year” for me. I doggedly have brought my wet-fly rig pretty much every time I fished this year, and threw wets whether I thought they would work or not. I forced the technique to learn it. I
T’was a quick session today at the Farmington. I started off swinging wets and connected right away with some fish. As we head towards the end of meteorological summer, the trout have been more picky. I really had to work for them this morning. And, one trick I learned was to position myself far away.
What a tough day. Thank goodness for a little luck from rain. I did the usual routine: pre-loaded the car the night before, awoke early and hit the Farmington at dawn. September is a tough month for fishing (prior post here), but I have to seize my fishing windows when they occur. As with other
What’s better than an unexpected Trico spinner fall? I don’t know. I rarely fish on Sundays but was able to fulfill my personal and family obligations yesterday, and so, headed to the Farmington early to be on the water by dawn. I entertained thoughts of going to the Swift, but Alex Bagdonas was there yesterday