I was back here in MA a few days this week, for work. But that didn’t stop me from spending a few hours at my old stomping grounds. Here the report… I took 6 trout from the Nissitissit on Sunday. Who says this river is dead now?! Unbeknownst to most, it always makes it through
It’s Midge Time at the Swift
It was an interesting morning at the Swift today. I started off going one-for-seven. Seven takes and one landed. The fish are not only selective, but they quickly spit out flies even faster than a few weeks ago. A few popped off my small barbless hooks. Some regulars at the Y Pool resorted to San
Fish Weird-Colored Flies
(PlanetTrout.Wordpress.com) There’s a good book called Feeding Time. It conveys what causes fish to strike. In particular, the book documents how certain traits have to be in a fly for a trout to commit to taking it. In my opinion, there is a hierarchy of strike triggers: size, then silhouette, and then, color. Size is
Fish This: the Sulphur
(TroutNut.com) I recently caught my first trout on a sulphur dry. The water was clear, the trout was only about 15 feet away from me, and I could see it eye the fly and cautiously sip it. Then, all hell broke loose. That’s always fun. Though the sulphur hatch season seems to be winding down,