Just checked and no water releases for the entire day. Two hours until sunrise and I feel like a kid with a new puppy. Gonna hit my brookie hole first and then it's streamer fishing for the browns, I know, should be doing it just the opposite but the brooks here tend to like a early meal. Besides I miss those little buggers. Their hole is only available to me during the winter because in the summer the poison ivy is waist high and as thick as a walmart shoppers butt. May not catch a single fish and who cares, because for the first time in 3 months I am fly fishing.
The water was really down
Had my new camera out for its initial break-in. (Lumix TS3) It was nice finally having everything needed to photograph my fish without doing them any harm. Still have some tweaking to get the exposure figured out, but that will come with practice.
I was primarily on the hunt for brookies and landed about 7 I think. Interesting, last winter when just learning to fly fish I was landing perhaps one of every 5 or 6 strikes. But yesterday the odds were about even, proving the old adage "The more I practice, the luckier I get).
Met a couple of college students fishing upstream of me, we exchanged pleasantries, got out our fly boxes and made comparisons. (Good young men) They made mention of coming back that night to fish for the browns and invited me as well. They shared a dorm room and explained how they had made space to put in a fly tying station, they were headed back to study and tie more streamers for the night fishing and would meet me at 8:00 pm. Having never night fished before, all I can say is it was a hoot and am looking forward to many more nights. Out of the 3 of us I ended up being the only one with a brown landed. Gotta work out how to photograph a fish in the net where it doesn't look so small, as this brown was 15" long. Already planning a trip to the Norfork with them and gave them each a nice patch of deer hair. (Thanks Larry