Well, it was a quick outing at the Millers River this morning. I’ve been eyeing the USGS gauges both for flows and nearby water temperature. With some of the family out of town, this seemed like a good window of opportunity. So, I went for it. I was on the water by daybreak, and I
Category: Millers River
2016: a Year for Gratitude
I’m very grateful that I’m able to make the time, and have the health, to fly fish. That may sound premature, but I think it’s prescient. I see many older folks braving the rivers but smartly establish limits. They won’t venture forth when there’s ice on the trails. They won’t wade aggressively into a torrid
The Mop Fly in Action
It was a cold outing at the Millers. No bugs. A cold snap the night before seemed to have made the fish lethargic. No takes at my newly favorite spot. None either at a new spot that previously produced. I did find a good number of fish in one stretch and landed six or so
Rainbow(s) at the Millers River
I hit a familiar spot at the Millers. The rainbows there were amenable but much more selective than the two previous times. My Perdigón flies didn’t work. Nor did streamers or soft hackles. I think they’ve seen them too often. So, I rotated through other flies. Like all highly-pressured trout, their takes on nymphs were