The famous nocturnal Hex hatch of the Midwest (and a few other lucky locations) stirs to the surface mythically large brown trout that only touch streamers for the rest of the year.
They fasten red (crimson red) wool around a hook, and fix onto the wool two feathers which grow under a cock’s wattles, and which in colour are like wax.
Radcliffe's Fishing from the Earliest Times,
Oldredbarn on Jun 29, 2010June 29th, 2010, 5:34 am EDT
Whoa!!! And I was just about to get ready for Tricos! Maybe I need to rethink this a bit...:)
I'm wondering if that trout was dead and floating downstream when that Brown picked it up? Maybe mis-handled release or over played fish? I have always heard about them sneaking up from behind...It's hard to tell...Maybe someone just tossed the rainbow in to a pool to see what would happen.
Incredible shots though.
Spence
Speaking of Tricos...I can never get over the idea that we were just fishing monster Hex and all of a sudden, instead of midnight fishing it's sun-up and tiny, tiny flies??? Strange!
"Even when my best efforts fail it's a satisfying challenge, and that, after all, is the essence of fly fishing." -Chauncy Lively
"Envy not the man who lives beside the river, but the man the river flows through." Joseph T Heywood