OK, so here is my first result oriented posting. Lets see if these pics work.
I set my alarm clock for 5:30 this past Saturday. Being a little excited to test out my new rod I woke up at 4:40 and headed out the door. Friday I received my new rod in the mail. Nothing spectactular, but new and fully functional. It was a 9' 7/8wt Scientific Angler loaded with 8wt WFF.
After a short drive (35 min) I arrived at the tailwater of Eastfork Lake a little East of Cincinnati. I was about 1/2 mile below the dam.
So I broke out the new rod, put my gear on and headed to the water.
While choosing which way to start I realized that I wasn't alone.
Oh well, at least it is unlikely that they will judge my "wonderful" casting skills. So I wade in to about belt depth and start fishing. It was a wonderful morning. Probably 64 degrees with a slight breeze and overcast. The first hit was fairly quick.
Little fella just couldn't resist what I had to offer.
I don't need to put any other pics on here since the others that were landed were all about the same size. Beginner fish for a beginner, how perfect. I did, however, meet my first nemisis. I was casting a size (roughly) 8 bead head when I got a dramatic hit. (I later walked down and measured the branch of the downed tree that he covered up while airborne. It was a 15" branch.) I set the hook, but the line came lose in my hand. I thought he had spit it out, but he didn't. The tippet failed 1/8" below the knot, so I'm guessing I didn't wet the line before cinching the knot. I was using Rio 8lb tippet. I tried a wolly bugger and a cone head to no avail. He was done with me for the day.
I found another friend that I plan to vist again until we meet face to face. I cast against another down tree in the next pool up river. I caught a tree!! What sucks is that as I was creping forward to free the fly by hand (it wouldn't shake lose) another smallmouth jumped out of the water. He was right at the spot I was casting too, and I was 10 feet from him, and 3 feet from my fly when he made his presence known. I'm sure I chased him off by walking into his house, I didn't see any more feeding around that tree while I was on the water. Plus that was the last of the action I received on the trip. In size I had no reference behind him to guess by, but I did see a large slab of beautiful fish as he left the water. I'm guessing a little smaller than the earlier fish I lost.
I am going to replace the line on the rod as soon as I can though. It was a kit ordered on line. I have the feeling that it was spooled a while ago and sat on the shelf. Each time I stripped line it stayed concentrated in a lump. So every other, or every third cast was stopped by a tangle trying unsuccessfully to make it's way thru the eye. It was a cheap kit and the rod performed at least up to my abilities, so I'm happy.
So 5 fish and 2 sightings on an early morning jaunt...This is kinda fun!