I've been going through my normal winter dry line swinging routine and my overall results are a few grabs that seemed like steelhead and a brief hookup in a tailout that was probably a small steelhead. None of my normal dry line runs have produced that electrifying chrome encounter that I need so badly.
Yesterday, I fished with good friends Adrian Cortes, Steve Turner, and Craig Coover on a favorite winter river. With the dry weather, we had a mild winter day with a river that had been on a slow drop for the past week or so.
In anticipation of the low flows, a good friend was gracious enough to gift me with a beautiful Orange Heron to swing with my dry line in the softer, shallower lies I would be experiencing. This fly looked so nice in the water that I could not imagine how it could go without getting grabbed. As expected, this fly fished beautifully in the gentle glides that the low water provided. I fished this beautiful fly with the utmost confidence over the course of the day and alas, no chrome attack was forthcoming.
In a favored locale, Craig breifly hooked a nice buck that got off after some headshakes and a jump and he had a couple more subtle pulls, most likely of the chome kind, as we continued to work down through the run.
At another spot Adrain got a good solid yank on his snow fly, but no hookup. Craig followed up and got a pull in the same area.
Steve spent most of the day taking photos and enjoying time on a river new to him while mixing in just a little bit of fishing in.
I had a great time with my good friends and I enjoyed the pleasant rhythm of swinging with the dry line in what I felt was optimum conditions for my chosen method.
Continued persistence is the name of the game for me as I continue through the winter season.
|A fishy guy in his element|
|Beautiful freestyle fly gifted by Tony Torrence|