Tiny Baetis mayflies are perhaps the most commonly encountered and imitated by anglers on all American trout streams due to their great abundance, widespread distribution, and trout-friendly emergence habits.
This Skwala nymph still has a couple months left to go before hatching, but it's still a good representative of its species, which was extremely abundant in my sample for a stonefly of this size. It's obvious why the Yakima is known for its Skwala hatch.
My buddies Joe and Todd made it back up for their "2nd annual" visit over the past weekend, and Todd insists on doing as much natural foraging as possible. So, where to take them to catch fishies we can eat without guilt? Why, [REDACTED] Pond, of course, with it's overpopulation of perch competing with the brookies! I in my kayak and the boys in a canoe assaulted the pond with KBF-type patterns and the perch responded with enthusiasm, as well as a few little brookies - Joe officially caught his first trout on a fly rod! I was throwing a standard silver-n-grey #10 KBF and ended up throwing 14 perch into my boat and releasing a brookie pushing maybe 8"...a beautiful day which we had all to ourselves, nobody else on the whole pond! Except for about a thousand or so American toads which were mating all around us and singing up a storm all day long, and nothing else but the wind in the trees and the birds for sound.
The boys found a good spot to land and cook, and we brought cookware & fixins from the house, including the top shelf in my oven that served perfectly as a cooking grate over our wood fire. Todd cleaned them all up and we fried them along with potatoes, and some ostrich fern fiddleheads that Todd had collected at another stop on the way. Shore dinner in a perfect location, and then we went back out for brookies on dry flies, where there were a few #14-ish tan-brown caddis on the wing that brought up a few fish as the winds died down to nothing and the pond turned to glass. Not many though, things still aren't going on really strong around here yet, it's been so damned cold, but it will get much better.
The rest of the weekend we spent searching for morels (found just enough for pizzas!), photographing wildflowers (Trillium are finally at their peak even if the morels aren't!), and visiting old friends. Like last year, but instead of trout and chicken-of-the-woods, perch and morels...
Jonathon
No matter how big the one you just caught is, there's always a bigger one out there somewhere...
Partsman on May 25, 2016May 25th, 2016, 4:31 am EDT
Looks like a good time was had by all. I was on the rifle yesterday, it was in the mid 80,s when I came in for lunch, looks like summer might be here.
Mike.