I made a trip to a new river in WI this last Saturday. I have been on a hunt for bigger fish since they eluded me last season. My biggest on a spring creek was 14". Armed with sink tip and streamers, I was ready. My accomplice informed me we were at the right spot for big fish. It was the lower third of a spring creek. The water was slow and sandy with some very large deep pools and medium fast runs. After two hours we still had not tied into any. I was getting anxious because the gentleman I was fishing with was new to fly fishing. He grew up fishing this river with spin gear, but only started fly fishing this year. I was hoping to be a worthwhile teacher. He had talked up the big fish potential, so he didn't want to disappoint either. Finally, fishing through a 2.5-3 ft run, a fish swirled and it was on. Despite missing the fly and hooking itself in the side, I was excited to see some action. I quickly landed this healthy male brown of around 16".
I was excited, but now I wanted to get my partner hooked up. Unfortunately, that didn't happen. However, I managed to get one more. I was casting streamers upstream and working them back through stretches. At this point, I lost my line control and it started going slack. When I regained control, there was some weight. I popped a hook set...fish on. This one, unlike the last, ate my fly. Hooked in the corner with the rest of the fly in it's mouth. A little bit nicer than the last, I put this female around 18".
Both fish caught on this fly that I tied:
All in all a great day. I fished with someone new, got two quality fish and have a new river to explore. Best of all, from work to this river is about an hour. Finally some quality trout water within an hour of work! Hopefully I am no longer stuck being a weekend warrior.