Today was my first day at the fly shop and it went great. After work I decided to go fishing since the weather was so nice. I first headed up to warm river to see if any caddis were coming off. They were coming off like crazy but there werent a whole lot of fish on them at all. I drove down to the take out at Ashton and spoke to a man who had floated the river and fished all day. He said the fishing was very slow and he only saw two fish up on bugs all day. I was disappointed that none of the fish were keying in on the bus but expected it a little to the rivers rising flows. I decided to venture further downstream and hit fun farm, which turned out to be a good choice. I pulled up and watche for some rises and found one fish rising pretty regularly. I got in position and casted and he hit the fly pretty quickly. Unfortunately for me I got a little excited and pulled the hook straight out of his mouth. Needless to say he was no longer interested when I casted again. I decided to move further upstream and check out a flat that I like to fish. No fish were up on it so I decided I would swing a wooly bugger dropped with a rubber legs. This was the ticket. Just a few casts in I had a nice trout on the end of the line. I didn’t realize it was a fish until it was too late though and it got off. I managed a couple trout and missed a few others as well. I saw one whopper of a fish rise that I hope lives in that stretch of river so I have a chance at him next time.
With the warmer weather I was hopeful that some caddis would be coming off. When I arrived at the river not much was going on so I decided to change spots. As I drove to my next spot and got out of the car I saw many caddis starting to fly around. I walked up to the flat I wanted to fish and didn’t see much action going on up top so I started throwing a nymph rig. Eventually a couple fish started rising on the caddis, despite the windy weather. I decided to switch to a dry fly rig and try my best to trick one of the finicky trout. The first couple patterns I tried werent too succesful but the third did the trick. I got a strike quickly from a decent sized fish but unfortunately missed him. Undettered I continued throwing my fly at him but he felt the hook once and wasn’t interested in feeling it again. I decided to move and found a few more risers and managed to pull a little dink out of the pod. Eventually my fly became too wet and it wasn’t floating at all. Unfortuately for me I had no floatant and I was getting tired of changing flies every couple minutes to keep them floating, so I switched back to a nymph rig. I decided to swing a hares ear in front of some of the risers. I missed a few hits but evetually landed a nice fat rainbow. Not many fish were caught but it was a fun day on the river.