Today, as usual, I was struggling in my mind whether to use fly outfit or any other outfits to fish. After pondering too long... I decided. Yeah, flyfishing today.
Upon reaching my favourite place, I geared up in no time to get on and hoping that the rain will not hit me at all.
I was using a spinner fly which imitates the spinner blades made for large mouth bass fishing in USA for start. A peacock bass sucked it in right in front of me and before I could react upon it, the fly got spit out. After several casts, I noticed that this fly could not entice any other peacock bass around at all. Hmmm.... still have not landed a fish with such a fly.
Digging through my fly box, I chose the previous crazy charlie of the previous trip. It was pretty much damaged but it still proved its worth before it RTB. Almost immediately upon switching fly, I got two hook ups immediately and a few misses. Things were not as smooth after these.
There was a peacock bass right infront of me and refused my fly while others were plainly following it. Almost an hour past, this fish just held its ground and refused to chase my fly. Meanwhile, wind started to pick up and I could smell rain in the air. In my heart I was saying, "Come on, one more before the rain." Guess what, the fish right under my nose decided to pick up my fly this time in such windy condition. I was looking into the sky with my rod tip swooshing in the water and the fly was lying loose in the water about 5ft away from me, while I tried to recover to cast again, it was stucked. I pulled and there... my fly line started to dash for the deeper waters. Hurray! Fish on! Before this bass took my fly, I was mading some turbulence in the water with my fly rod and it actually hit my fly rod tip. I got a shocked when it suddenly made such a move. The tip was not damaged. Phew...
Upon landing and taken a shot at the fish, the fish somehow managed to get the fly loose and swam away with a effortless flip into the water before I could have another shot at it. Then I saw the rain coming right infront of me, about 100m away. I quickly winded in my line and made a dash for the shether behind me. I managed to get in time and then, the rain reached the shed too. Phew, my digital camera did not drown in the rain. Thank goodness that I did not get to have another shot at the bass, otherwise, the cats and dogs would have gotten me for good.
After the rain, things were pretty good. I landed 4 more peacock basses using a crab fly meant for bone fish. Wind was light and excellent for fly fishing. All fish were caught very close to shore and could see them chasing the fly up the shallows. Exciting moments here and then. Exhilarating...
Just before I decided to end my day, I gave myself another 15 mins hoping that I could get somemore. Thank God, fish on twice and made the count 7 at close up. The last fish fought exceptionally well. It took me longer than all other hook ups. Many other misses too. Simply watching the peacock bass chasing after my fly is so enjoying.
I have a great day and really enjoyed it. After this trip, my confidence in flyfishing is further boosted.
God is good!
cl6.6p
No comments:
Post a Comment