Sunday, June 9, 2013

A Grand Day

As much as I enjoy fishing alone, there are a few good anglers that sharing a day with can be more rewarding than solitude itself.  I can still find that solitude and moments to think. I can also celebrate a good fish or turn to a friend for confirmation that the fish I just blew could have been a personal best.
This morning, there was a lot of time to and ponder, dream and plan. I was into a ninety minute drive to meet up with Nardi (http://reeltalesaflyfishingjournal.blogspot.ca/) to fling some fur and feathers.  Receiving a text the night before of a small change in plans, I would be arriving hours before him. I had decided that I would fish a few different runs and leave our planned waters alone until we were both there.
Getting there was quick or at least it felt so. As I looked through the trees to get a sneak peak at the river, I stopped mid-step. I saw stained water and heard the river flowing louder than the normal level. At the river’s edge, I sorted through the flybox and picked out the biggest nymph I had. I had recalled the ledges and chutes that cut down through the middle of the river and followed the slack blindly with each step. 
I was able to perch atop a bigger boulder and in half a dozen drifts, had my first swipe.  A good rip but I suspect the fly was either moving too fast or the visibility, being all of 10”, was causing more reaction strikes than dashes of calculated feeding. 
And it was as if the switch was flipped and the bugs began to drop down and the fish were looking up with a keen interest. Fish were rising all around me, some very violent while others just plucked wings off the surface. I kept the hare’s ear on and began to take fish on the swing and on the lift.
Technology makes me chuckle inside. While I leave the city to get away and not to be disturbed, I feel I must always be connected. I received a text … “I am here. You up or down stream?”   
We stayed a bit, casting to risers but decided that we should book to the area we originally planned out. There were two groups of guides out and of course, we were bookended by them on the same stretch. They were far enough away but you could still see them and occasionally hear voices. Tony was diligent on working a seam and hooked up right away. I was fortunate to swing through the tailout and picked up a fish for a double header.

I decided to move down and fish above the guided anglers, nowhere close to intruding in or on where they were plying.
I am sure the guide was not pleased as two of his clients moved up after a few dips of my net. I smiled, and pointed to where I was drifting and gave them thumbs up and moved back up to join Tony.

Nardi had just landed a very nice fish. Hopefully he will post it on his blog.

We worked the run some more and both got into a big fish however as a grand curse, I lost mine in the fast water and Tony’s came unbuttoned at my feet.



We shared some great conversation and laughs along with some homemade sandwiches Tony had brought, finishing the break with some chocolates from Newcastle which my wife brought back from across the pond. Sharing time with a good friend on a riverbank is something that cannot be bought nor replaced.

9 comments:

  1. Hey Gil. Was a pleasure to share the day with you. I enjoyed it as always. Im so vain... next time let me know when your going to snap a quick pic, and I will remove the Water bottle from inside my waders. Adds some extra bulk. :). That pattern is so dirty but it works. Next time my Friend... Next time. Cheers.

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  2. Dude, I have have heard of stuffing socks but a water bottle? :o

    Nothing wrong with that pattern. In fact, I went to the fly shop today.... ;)

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    1. LMAO....

      Yes, nothing wrong with that pattern. Just scandalous for the Grand with all the dries around. Perhaps it could be drifted dry... ;)

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  3. Great read Gil, inspires me to head on up.....

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    1. Thanks Ron. Should get Gould and all head over and wet a few flies.....

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  4. Great read of your days events Gil. Maybe you should start guiding! ;)
    Jack

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    1. Jack, cheers! The only thing I can guide is to a beer and wing joint.

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  5. LMAO!!!

    I know, but it is scandalous for the Grand and it's Elitists. Perhaps I could fish it dry??? :)

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    1. If you tye in a few CDC feathers that would make it an elitist pattern. ;)

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