My new hat. Truly it is some of the finest head-wear an angler can wear. My old hat had just about crumbled the last time I wore it. It had been with me on my adventures over the last 7 years. It now sits in a place of quiet, where dry and warm are the norm. In case you are wondering where you could get the ultimate in headgear you can contact the "Searun Brook Trout Coalition" you'll find the link at the bottom of this post...I can't say it will help you in your fishing but it sure will benefit the "salter" brook trout.
I christened my new hat on a small stream in Connecticut. It was a beautiful day and so comfortable. I'm a fly fisher and fishing is the ultimate reason for being out here on the streams, but not the only reason. I love photographing natural things no matter what they are. The pictures may not appear as I saw them but I try to give you the closest thing....weeds, in the right light they are so beautiful.
These seemed to be growing, fungi perhaps?
The third cast of the day, with my new hat on yielded a well conditioned brook trout. This lovely creature literally slammed a soft-hackle.
Can you imagine a brook trout living here, well 3 of them were, and 2 of them got away.
This chameleon was my last fish of the day. It took a rather large fly, dinner and desert in one. Beautiful days friends.
I can" believe it's been a week. Well a week ago I met up with Kirk at a small stream that was chosen for it's access to it, by that I mean there's parking and it's usually plowed. The stream is at times a problem with it's vegetation, mainly nasty thorns. We chose to fish at what I consider winter prime time 10 am..water warms a bit and fish seem to be active. That fly pictured above is an adaptation of an Ausable Bomber tied as a wet fly. I challenged myself to fish only soft-hackles, wet flies for this year and this is one of the flies I fished that day.
The conditions were fairly nice for January with cloudy skies and temps near 40. The stream had a stable flow with only a few icy spots. The only issue was the fact that the fish were not hitting. I fished two patterns and Kirk must have fished several others and all without success until we came upon a deep little hole with a nice riffle leading into it. I let the Bomber wet go and as I twitched it a fish moved to the fly.
Soon this bright fellow was at hand. Both Kirk and I could not believe how beautifully colored he still was. As it turned out this was the only fish I was to bring to hand. And you know what it was all I needed.
The featherwing streamer fly may have not originated in New England but it is New England where it was nurtured and and refined. One area of New England, the State of Maine and the town of Rangeley have become one in the same when it comes to the streamer fly. Many patterns that were so beautifully crafted back in early 1900's are still being tied and fished today. There's a dedicated following and a group of tyers that keep these flies in the eyes of newly fly tyers, anglers, and historians.
I'm sure that every state that comprises the New England region has contributed to the history of the Rangeley-New England streamer.
"Orange" a simplistic feather wing streamer tied in the Rangeley style.
"Platte River Special"
"Platte River Special"...a fly tied in the Rangeley style....a western pattern that I converted at the request of a Colorado angler.
Another well known New Englander....clam chowder, this is Rhode Island style, my favorite.
Good morning. I started with a filling breakfast consisting of sausage and gravy over a biscuit.
Last week or so I was shown a photo of a soft-hackle salmon fly...that started a mini-obsession. Since that photo I have done some searching to find out if there were others out there, by others I mean soft-hackle salmon flies. I located a source of some interesting patterns, that source was my own desk. Back in 2001 Jeanette gave me a book for Christmas, the title of it was "Forgotten Flies", an awesome publication of 550 pages of some of the most beautiful flies ever. Glancing through I found some patterns that I liked and set out to tie them. The materials which I do not have for these patterns were substituted but the likeness was still there.
The hooks were not available to me, but thanks to an Ohio gentleman who sent me some of his stash, along with some frugal purchases made elsewhere I managed to put these irons in a vise and I created some beautiful patterns.
This fly is called "Green Body Pheasant"
This fly is called, "Squirrel and Pheasant"
"Yellow Body Pheasant"
"Blue Body Pheasant"
The common theme to all of these flies is size 8 hooks, silk floss bodies and a collar of pheasant. While they are not small stream flies, they would be at home on larger rivers.