With all the festivities of the 4th behind me and a beautiful day ahead of me. I hit the stream early to see how the fishing is sense the passing of the June and early July storms. The high water made many changes to the stream gouging out new holes and filling in others with creek gravel. This morning I fished a black and gold 1/32 oz panther martin. I pitched it into a deep ripple in the shadow of a large bolder and thought I had hooked the bottom to the creek when to my surprise I saw the flash of one of the nicest brown trout that I've seen in years. But I didn't set the hook and with a flip he was gone. Still that's all it takes for me to have a good outing.
Here's another country boy rig. When I'm along the trout stream rather than taking my fly rod apart or hanging it out my drivers window like Big Jim would do. I flip it on top of the Jeep and strap it down with my hat. Crude but effective.
I hit the pond and caught a few bluegills on poppers and then made the switch to a wet fly. What happened next was a whole new experience. As a bluegill ran with the fly, a bass hit the bluegill and for a brief moment I had a rather large, Large mouth on the fly rod.
Back down to the hole where I had missed the Brownie and this time I fished the fly.
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