Gerry Romer
05-24-2007, 12:00 AM
I got to fish the Park today for the 4th time in 5 days! And I'm not even on vacation.:rolleyes:
I stopped by LRO to grab some of those yellow, foam-bodied stone flies that Daniel's been bragging about. When I couldn't find them, I asked Paula if she was hiding them in the back somewhere and doling them out one at a time for a secret handshake or something... She sadly informed me that they were sold out. So I asked her if there was a "next best" fly that came close and she handed me a couple really cool imitations. Then Daniel chimed in with a couple recommendations. That's when I asked him THE QUESTION.
I said, "Okay, it's 4:30... If you were getting off work right now, where would you go? East? West? Middle?" He got this wistful look in his eye and a huge grin on his face and said, almost reverently, "Tremont". I asked, "Gravel or below?" and he said, "Gravel." I asked, "Above the second bridge?" and he said, grinning the whole time, "Either a little above the Institute or way up top."
I like that stretch way up top, mostly because it's a right-handed section and it's really kind of isolated. But there's a whole lot of river between the Institute and the top that I've never fished and with the water so low you can easily wade across just about anywhere, so I opted for the lower section above the Institute.
I picked a spot at random, geared up and hiked back down a ways figuring to fish my way back up to my car. I applied every bit of stealth these old bones could muster and was rewarded on my third cast with a nice bow.
http://i97.photobucket.com/albums/l233/gwrom/2.jpg
From that point on it was definitely game on! I finally had one of those days where I could do no wrong. I wasn't fishing, I was catching. One of those days where I just stopped counting fish. I stopped taking pictures after these two, cause I was catching so many fish.
http://i97.photobucket.com/albums/l233/gwrom/3.jpg
http://i97.photobucket.com/albums/l233/gwrom/6.jpg
(BTW, Kevin, as you can see there's some really nice fish up there. I didn't catch anything under 8" and most went 9'' and 10" - no dinks this time)
I fished all the way back to my car and then kept going cause they wouldn't stop. Hatches came and hatches went and it didn't make a whole lot of difference. They were hitting the stone imitation in size 12, the Sloan's in size 14 and my yellow stim in size 12 and 14. At one point I dropped a size 18 BHPT off a yellow stim and a 10" bow hit it in the first cast back into a pool I'd been casting to for about 5 minutes.
So, once again I have to say thanks to Paula and Daniel for their immense help and guidance. This is what it's all about folks: customer service that's beyond compare.
Gerry Romer
I stopped by LRO to grab some of those yellow, foam-bodied stone flies that Daniel's been bragging about. When I couldn't find them, I asked Paula if she was hiding them in the back somewhere and doling them out one at a time for a secret handshake or something... She sadly informed me that they were sold out. So I asked her if there was a "next best" fly that came close and she handed me a couple really cool imitations. Then Daniel chimed in with a couple recommendations. That's when I asked him THE QUESTION.
I said, "Okay, it's 4:30... If you were getting off work right now, where would you go? East? West? Middle?" He got this wistful look in his eye and a huge grin on his face and said, almost reverently, "Tremont". I asked, "Gravel or below?" and he said, "Gravel." I asked, "Above the second bridge?" and he said, grinning the whole time, "Either a little above the Institute or way up top."
I like that stretch way up top, mostly because it's a right-handed section and it's really kind of isolated. But there's a whole lot of river between the Institute and the top that I've never fished and with the water so low you can easily wade across just about anywhere, so I opted for the lower section above the Institute.
I picked a spot at random, geared up and hiked back down a ways figuring to fish my way back up to my car. I applied every bit of stealth these old bones could muster and was rewarded on my third cast with a nice bow.
http://i97.photobucket.com/albums/l233/gwrom/2.jpg
From that point on it was definitely game on! I finally had one of those days where I could do no wrong. I wasn't fishing, I was catching. One of those days where I just stopped counting fish. I stopped taking pictures after these two, cause I was catching so many fish.
http://i97.photobucket.com/albums/l233/gwrom/3.jpg
http://i97.photobucket.com/albums/l233/gwrom/6.jpg
(BTW, Kevin, as you can see there's some really nice fish up there. I didn't catch anything under 8" and most went 9'' and 10" - no dinks this time)
I fished all the way back to my car and then kept going cause they wouldn't stop. Hatches came and hatches went and it didn't make a whole lot of difference. They were hitting the stone imitation in size 12, the Sloan's in size 14 and my yellow stim in size 12 and 14. At one point I dropped a size 18 BHPT off a yellow stim and a 10" bow hit it in the first cast back into a pool I'd been casting to for about 5 minutes.
So, once again I have to say thanks to Paula and Daniel for their immense help and guidance. This is what it's all about folks: customer service that's beyond compare.
Gerry Romer