Myrmidonisia
04-11-2005, 00:43
How about sharing some stories?
Okay, I'll start ... You know the difference between fishing stories and fairy tales, right?
Last Labor Day, I slept in a little late, planning to hit Low Gap Creek above the Chattahoochee River in the WMA above Robertstown, Georgia.
I had just returned from a visit to customers in Kiruna, Sweden. They love to fish up there. I had a lot of work to do so we mostly swapped lies. Next time...
Back in Georgia, we drove up the newly gravelled road to find one of our favorite little streams pristine and nearly barren. I could just feel it; today was to be a good 'un. We unloaded our gear, strung our rods, tied our nymphs and dries on, hiked in and fished!
We started off below the bridge and did okay. About one o'clock we decided to hike back up to the bridge and fish from there on up to where one of the smaller tributaries intersects into Low Gap, then back down. We landed approximately a half dozen rainbows from the pool directly beside the first pullout once you pass over the stream. We also did well on up stream, and back down!
Remember I said nearly barren... keyword, nearly. I was standing on a boulder between the bridge and the intersecting tributary I mentioned earlier when I spotted a juvenile black bear. Knowing that there were children, and adults, just upstream of where the bear was I quickly ran to it and distracted it while another onlooker warned the other anglers and children. Usually, the bears we spot aren't much of a problem, but it's always good to be on the safe side.
Oh, and for those of you just reading this to figure out what we caught them with: Pheasant Tails (Yellow), Hares Ear Nymphs (Black), Woolly Buggers (Olive BH), and Egg Patterns (Pink) should do the trick.
Fairy tales start out "Once upon a time ...". Fishing stories start out "There I was ...".
Okay, I'll start ... You know the difference between fishing stories and fairy tales, right?
Last Labor Day, I slept in a little late, planning to hit Low Gap Creek above the Chattahoochee River in the WMA above Robertstown, Georgia.
I had just returned from a visit to customers in Kiruna, Sweden. They love to fish up there. I had a lot of work to do so we mostly swapped lies. Next time...
Back in Georgia, we drove up the newly gravelled road to find one of our favorite little streams pristine and nearly barren. I could just feel it; today was to be a good 'un. We unloaded our gear, strung our rods, tied our nymphs and dries on, hiked in and fished!
We started off below the bridge and did okay. About one o'clock we decided to hike back up to the bridge and fish from there on up to where one of the smaller tributaries intersects into Low Gap, then back down. We landed approximately a half dozen rainbows from the pool directly beside the first pullout once you pass over the stream. We also did well on up stream, and back down!
Remember I said nearly barren... keyword, nearly. I was standing on a boulder between the bridge and the intersecting tributary I mentioned earlier when I spotted a juvenile black bear. Knowing that there were children, and adults, just upstream of where the bear was I quickly ran to it and distracted it while another onlooker warned the other anglers and children. Usually, the bears we spot aren't much of a problem, but it's always good to be on the safe side.
Oh, and for those of you just reading this to figure out what we caught them with: Pheasant Tails (Yellow), Hares Ear Nymphs (Black), Woolly Buggers (Olive BH), and Egg Patterns (Pink) should do the trick.
Fairy tales start out "Once upon a time ...". Fishing stories start out "There I was ...".