Tuesday, April 22, 2014
High Water, High Hopes
So, speaking of water. It was high. Flow was quadruple the rate that I prefer to fish in that river. I had chest waders, so I dealt with it, but it was impossible. I left the fly rod in the truck and decided to chuck inline spinners at trout and smallmouth. In that current, nothing was coming up, so I had to experiment with split shot to try to get low in the water column. Our serious winter has seriously altered the stream channel and the layout of pools and runs, which meant a lot of lost tackle. At least five spinners. Every attempt to get lower and heavier was met with an impossible snag. Every attempt to lighten the load saw my lure tumbling downstream uncontrollably near the surface.
I honestly don't remember if I caught a fish or not. Seems like I did, but it wasn't a bass or trout, and if it were something interesting like a fallfish or sucker, I'd have remembered that as well.
Oh well. Here's to waiting out lower water.
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