As some of you on here may know, my trout season has been so far quite unspectacular. Admittedly, I haven't been on the waters as much as I normally do in spring, at least in part because of allergies I have never experienced before. The pollen really clobbered me this year and I had to switch from my beloved Allegra to Claritin on my doctor's advice as I had become too used to the former...anyway, last night I finally had a nice one on at [REDACTED] Pond, a brightly colored brookie in the foot-long range, but he got off under the kayak...at least larger fish are now willing to strike my flies, even if I still didn't get the net under them...
So, tonight I switched gears and went after smallmouth on Cooke Pond. Three years ago I found nice sized fish, in the 14- to 18-inch range, taking dry flies off the top, including Light Cahills, caddis, and Hex. This evening I didn't see any hatching activity early on (got there at 7, on the water by about 7:20 p.m.), yet there were some big swirls out in the middle of the channel I was fishing (at this point it is more like a river than a lake, there is appreciable current). Well, sure looks like feeding smallies to me! I tried a silver/gray KBF and an all-black eyed Woolly Bugger (both in size 10) but nothing paid attention to them. Pretty soon I had rises all around me, including a couple behind me between me and the shore of a small island. OK, easy targets, but what fly to throw at them? Seeing nothing on the water, I decided to go BIG. I pulled out my "big fly" box with all size 6 dry flies, including Hex, Brown Drakes, Green Drakes, and some big bushy attractors like Wulffs. First I dropped a White Wulff on one fish, and he boiled on it but did not take it down. "You son-of-a-bitch!" I said out loud. What's next? A huge bushy Royal Wulff - ah, he can't resist this one! And no he couldn't, sucked it down and then took off like a bulldog, bending the rod almost double. Oh yeah, he's a nice one, in fact 18 inches! And broad shoulders too, all the better to fight with in the current. My only other fish of the evening was a 5" bluegill, but I sure as heck didn't care! This is the biggest smallmouth I have caught in three years, and the last one of this size that I caught came out of here. Oh and by the way, this was again on the 7.5' three-weight, took the five-weight out in the boat but never needed it, did my damage with the light stick and man was it fun! I was also able to bring the fish in quickly enough that it revived within about 30 seconds and wanted nothing more of me, ever...
I may have left too early though, as I began to see some big mayflies on the wing in the sunset, and this place does get a good hex hatch, might have even been a few early ones I saw. But I also managed to get out before the major dusk mosquito attack, didn't have to juice all up with DEET. But I will soon, I have heard that there are walleye in there that will take Hex (according to a buddy of mine) and if I get one of them it isn't going back in the water...
Jonathon
No matter how big the one you just caught is, there's always a bigger one out there somewhere...