Born to fish again, I'm a brand new man.
On August 10th the blog title was "The Next Day They Say Chance Of Showers, Be There". Were you today? 'Cause if you came and you brought your olives, ignored the call of the "Sulfur Zone", and fished the freestones you should have a big smile on your face while drinking your celebratory beverage. I sure do.
The fishing - It just had to be good and it was. Started at 1:30 and there were a few olives and a like number of rising fish in a light drizzle. By three thirty, on my third stop, there were enough olives along with a few isos to get more fish feeding. On my last stop at 6:15, I walked into water covered with olives and rising fish that were eager to eat anything put before them.
Before the last stop I had had a good day. Landed a 21.75 inch brown along with a nice mix of browns and rainbows. There were not a lot of fish up, but if you saw a rise and made a good cast, the fish ate. From 6:15 'til 8:15 you wondered where all the fish came from. If you made more than half a dozen casts without hooking a fish, you were surprised. All year classes of fish were represented, refusals were far and few between, and the fish ran and jumped like it was April 24th instead of August 24th.
Even if it isn't raining, take the cure. Leave your sulfurs at home. Bring isos, olives, ants, a Cahill or two and maybe a couple of white flies if you are going to fish the BR. If it's bright and sunny it probably won't happen until the sun is behind the hills. But if it's overcast with maybe a little rain you should be in business by mid afternoon.
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