01-13-2006, 05:14 AM
Picture a beautiful day, 30 degrees, clear, calm. Small stream meandering through a series of beaver ponds. There are swirls of fish leaving the shallows as I approach-- I go from ninja crouch to super stealth commando mode. I observe for several minutes. No bugs in sight, but there are rise forms. This water holds a mix of browns and rainbows averaging 9-11 inches with a couple 'bruisers' going over 13".
Long story short, I tried 'em up high, down low, dry-dropper, 18 down to 22, midge dry, midge pupa, midge cluster, nada. Turned into a fish watching trip. Saw a bunch of deer and a grandaddy brown that went an honest 16 inches (huge for this particular stream).
I hate midges.... Wake me up when it's April. I'll be in my room drinking cold beer, tying mayfly and caddis creations and muttering to myself about damned diptera......
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Long story short, I tried 'em up high, down low, dry-dropper, 18 down to 22, midge dry, midge pupa, midge cluster, nada. Turned into a fish watching trip. Saw a bunch of deer and a grandaddy brown that went an honest 16 inches (huge for this particular stream).
I hate midges.... Wake me up when it's April. I'll be in my room drinking cold beer, tying mayfly and caddis creations and muttering to myself about damned diptera......
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