Worrgamesguy
06-30-2009, 09:45 PM
Woke up at noon, and got on the road about 15 minutes later. 1:15, I'm at the steps waiting for the water to fall out. I start casting with this crazy contraption that my dad bought, it's like a wooly bugger- has flash, beadhead, and same pattern, but there is a spinner on the front. I'd used it before spin fishing and tore them up, but no takers today. I changed to a black zebra midge. Nothing. I changed to an orange scud. Nothing. And I just put on a BHPT and finally caught a fish, on the second cast:
http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b161/Worrgamesguy/DSCI0218-1.jpg
Next cast, I catch another, except this time a 3-4" brown. I set him in the net, got my camera out, picked him up, and he flinched and PLUMP. Camera.
:mad: :mad: :mad:
I quickly released him and grabbed the camera. I haven't tried to turn it on since, it's probably toast. But the SD card is fine, so now I have my entry to June 1FPM :rolleyes:
So by then I'm pissed off. $100 camera just took a swim. I kept fishing but my concentration was on the camera. I decided that after I caught another fish, or got in a tangle, is when I'd head to Happy Hollow. Tangle, adding further rage to my mood. Who said fishing is relaxing? :mad:
I drive over to HH (4:00), and there is NO ONE, so that brightens my mood. I start casting with a red midge, and I think I got one bump but no confirmation. A nice gentleman walked in behind me and asked what they were biting on, so that made me laugh and I said I didn't have a clue. We start talking, he tells me about a website that sells all sorts of flies for < .75 (gotta check that one out, I don't believe it), and he shows me what he's getting ready to fish- my classic rig: tan EHC with black zebra midge. He goes off to fish, and I think what the heck... And tie on a EHC with black zebra. Instantly I'm on fish. I caught about 4 browns, all under 10". My next fish was a very small, but very fat rainbow. He looked like a Nerf football.
By this time, I could feel the sunburn on my neck, and on my ears, so I'm about to call it quits when I see this HUGE brown go NUTS over something. If anyone has watched olympic swimming, it looked like he was doing the butterfly. But I find him swimming next to some vegetation. I cast once, watch the EHC drift over him, and disappear. I set the hook, and the fight was on. I could tell he was over 18", but not much, might have been 19-20". Either way, my largest fish on the fly rod for sure. I got him to about 10 feet from my net and I watched the fly pop out in slow motion. Bummed, I start walking to my car. To my right, I see a decent sized brown porpoising next to the bank, in an undercut. I take a few breaths, and cast. I think it might have been my best cast ever. He took it, and I brought to hand a 16" brown. My biggest fish on the flyrod. I caught a 14" brown on an EHC a little over a year ago, and he has remained the biggest until today. I caught a few more browns (they're all over the place!), and called it a day.
Grrr! Stupid Caney, why do I love you so much?!
http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b161/Worrgamesguy/DSCI0218-1.jpg
Next cast, I catch another, except this time a 3-4" brown. I set him in the net, got my camera out, picked him up, and he flinched and PLUMP. Camera.
:mad: :mad: :mad:
I quickly released him and grabbed the camera. I haven't tried to turn it on since, it's probably toast. But the SD card is fine, so now I have my entry to June 1FPM :rolleyes:
So by then I'm pissed off. $100 camera just took a swim. I kept fishing but my concentration was on the camera. I decided that after I caught another fish, or got in a tangle, is when I'd head to Happy Hollow. Tangle, adding further rage to my mood. Who said fishing is relaxing? :mad:
I drive over to HH (4:00), and there is NO ONE, so that brightens my mood. I start casting with a red midge, and I think I got one bump but no confirmation. A nice gentleman walked in behind me and asked what they were biting on, so that made me laugh and I said I didn't have a clue. We start talking, he tells me about a website that sells all sorts of flies for < .75 (gotta check that one out, I don't believe it), and he shows me what he's getting ready to fish- my classic rig: tan EHC with black zebra midge. He goes off to fish, and I think what the heck... And tie on a EHC with black zebra. Instantly I'm on fish. I caught about 4 browns, all under 10". My next fish was a very small, but very fat rainbow. He looked like a Nerf football.
By this time, I could feel the sunburn on my neck, and on my ears, so I'm about to call it quits when I see this HUGE brown go NUTS over something. If anyone has watched olympic swimming, it looked like he was doing the butterfly. But I find him swimming next to some vegetation. I cast once, watch the EHC drift over him, and disappear. I set the hook, and the fight was on. I could tell he was over 18", but not much, might have been 19-20". Either way, my largest fish on the fly rod for sure. I got him to about 10 feet from my net and I watched the fly pop out in slow motion. Bummed, I start walking to my car. To my right, I see a decent sized brown porpoising next to the bank, in an undercut. I take a few breaths, and cast. I think it might have been my best cast ever. He took it, and I brought to hand a 16" brown. My biggest fish on the flyrod. I caught a 14" brown on an EHC a little over a year ago, and he has remained the biggest until today. I caught a few more browns (they're all over the place!), and called it a day.
Grrr! Stupid Caney, why do I love you so much?!