Fishing Adventures in search of perfection and peace while stalking native brook trout and bronzeback bass in the Mid-Atlantic Appalacians.
Monday, July 22, 2013
One of Those Days 7-22-13
It's always good to be on the water. Some days are just good, some days great and then every once and awhile you have one of those days you'll always remember. Today was one of those days. Scott and I dropped off his truck and drove upstream with Clifford and dropped into the river surreptitiously, we were fishing at 0700. The water was clear and low, the sky cloudy and the temperature was very comfortable in the 80s. Scott
had not been on this section of the river so I was pleased to
show him what I had found and even happier when big, lonely bass hooked
up repeatedly. Scott fished with his Orvis Access 6wt and I fished primarily
with my Clearwater 4wt. Both rods were tested today and proved
themselves again and again. Of the many good sized bass we caught today Scott's first lunker was the day's trophy. Scott had been
sighting for me with his blue popper bobbing idly when the bass we were targeting left the bank-cut I was fishing and headed for Scott's popper. Scott grabbed his rod a few seconds before the strike and we both watched as the big fella sucked in the popper and took Scott for an E-ticket ride. {Check-out that first video!} The bite stayed constant for 6 hours! We took some great underwater pics and enjoyed sighting for one another,
picking spots and putting each other on big bass. I love cold water species, but when a bruiser large-mouth transforms from a shadow, opens his mouth, flairs his gills and inhales your popper on the surface its one heckeva rush! The fishing slowed down at 1300 when the water opened up and the clouds parted to let in the
full sun, but we had landed around 80 fish the vast majority of which were good sized bass.
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