Salmo trutta
04-23-2007, 09:51 PM
Well I had a half day free this weekend around family time and trailer work. On Sunday I finally made it on the water for the outgoing tide. Worked my way up near fletchers while dodging dead heads all the way up river. Just as the tide started to ebb, the scum lines were loaded with lower unit eating logs. Had to idle the entire time, probably burnt 1 gallon of gas all day.
We noticed quite a few birds working the scum line. They were all turns or small sea gulls and they were clustered together to hint they were on fish. We didn't pay them much attention and went further up river. The further we went, the worse the clarity got but at least the logs thinned out. Then all of a sudden an Alfred Hitch coc size flock of birds were working their way right to us. I couldn't take it anymore and had to investigate. Pulled up just up current and drifted through the flock. Nothing on the finder, no strikes on the searching lures. Then we noticed something in the surface film. There were thousands if not millions of dead caddis on the water. A few herring were seen flipping but every now and then a distinctive rise would lazily pass through the sea of floating caddis. The birds were basically just sitting on the water inhaling protein rich insects left and right. They really got my blood pumping when they started working towards us because we thought all he!! was about to break loose. But then I needed to remind myself that it's spring, not fall and we were not fishing the CBBT.
The anticipation felt good but the reality was a little disappointing. Even if I had my lighter trout equipment with me, I don't think it would have done me any good. How could I possibly make an artificial fly stand out amongst millions of naturals? Oh well.... no fish caught in the milky coffee but saw some very fit female crew boats pass by and the sunset was spectacular. There are worse things to do.
We noticed quite a few birds working the scum line. They were all turns or small sea gulls and they were clustered together to hint they were on fish. We didn't pay them much attention and went further up river. The further we went, the worse the clarity got but at least the logs thinned out. Then all of a sudden an Alfred Hitch coc size flock of birds were working their way right to us. I couldn't take it anymore and had to investigate. Pulled up just up current and drifted through the flock. Nothing on the finder, no strikes on the searching lures. Then we noticed something in the surface film. There were thousands if not millions of dead caddis on the water. A few herring were seen flipping but every now and then a distinctive rise would lazily pass through the sea of floating caddis. The birds were basically just sitting on the water inhaling protein rich insects left and right. They really got my blood pumping when they started working towards us because we thought all he!! was about to break loose. But then I needed to remind myself that it's spring, not fall and we were not fishing the CBBT.
The anticipation felt good but the reality was a little disappointing. Even if I had my lighter trout equipment with me, I don't think it would have done me any good. How could I possibly make an artificial fly stand out amongst millions of naturals? Oh well.... no fish caught in the milky coffee but saw some very fit female crew boats pass by and the sunset was spectacular. There are worse things to do.