If you're patient and cool, who knows what you'll find here (though you can be fairly certain it will relate to fly fishing, far-fetched fish tales, and/or fly tying patterns all for my own personal amusement and future reflection).
Monday, December 29, 2014
Showshoe & UV Finish Emergers
The flies above are the result of some experimentation I've done with #16 Klinkhamer hooks and snowshoe hare's feet wings. Both bodies were finished using Loon's Clear UV Finish - Thin. On the left, I spiral-wrapped dun WonderWrap with UV Pearl Flashabou wrapped between the WonderWrap spirals. On the right, I used a grizzly hackle quill. The idea is that the bodies will easily sink below the surface, with the super-boyant showshoe hare keeping them afloat in the surface film.
Griffith's Gnat
Hook: Standard Dry #14-24 (Mustad 94849 #18 shown)
Thread: Black 70 denier
Body: Peacock Herl
Hackle: Grizzly, palmered
Monday, December 15, 2014
Grizzly Crazy 8
Classic Adams
Hook: #12 standard dry
Thread: olive 70 denier
Wing: grizzly hackle tips
Tail: mixed grizzly & brown hackle fibers
Body: Adams Gray Super Fine Waterproof Dry Fly Dubbing
Hackle: mixed grizzly #12 & brown #14
Monday, December 1, 2014
Red Quill
Red Quill
Hook: #12 dry
Thread: 70 denier blue dun
Tail: dark dun hackle fibers
Body: stripped quill from Rhode Island Red rooster hackle
Hackle: dark dun
Wing: wood duck
Wednesday, November 26, 2014
Snowshoe winged Light Cahill
Saturday, November 22, 2014
Mercer's Missing Link
Thread: olive 70 denier
Body: olive thread
Rib: pearl flashabou
Legs: tan Z-lon
Wing: coastal deer hair
Hackle: natural dun, parachute
Salmon River Stone
Hook: 2x long nymph, weighted with 2 strips of lead-free wire
Thread: fl. orange
Tail: wire ends painted black
Body: black Angora
Head: orange or red Angora w/ fl. orange thread hotspot.
Olive Devaux
Hook: dry fly
Thread: white and olive 70 denier
Tail: light dun hackle fibers
Body: olive thread
Rib: white thread
Rear hackle: dark dun
Front hackle: light dun
Wing: light dun hackle tips
Gray Squirrel Silver
Hook: Streamer
Thread: black 70 denier
Body: silver tinsel
Rib: silver oval tinsel or Wapsi wire
Beard: red schlappen
Under-wing: gray squirrel tail (gray fox subbed)
Wing: Paired grizzly hackles
Red Squirrel Gold
Classic pattern from Ray Bergman
Hook: Streamer
Thread: black 70 denier
Body: gold tinsel
Rib: gold oval tinsel
Beard: red schlappen
Under-wing: red squirrel tail
Wing: Paired Badger hackles
Orange-butt Otto
Hook: streamer
Thread: Flourescent Orange 70 denier
Tag: orange thread or floss
Body: silver tinsel
Rib: silver Wapsi wire with fl. Pink seal dubbin
Beard: orange rabbit
Under-wing: blue rabbit
Wing: paired grizzly hackles
Wednesday, October 22, 2014
Leadwing Coachman
Hook: Wet fly, #10-16
Thread: Black 70 Denier
Tip: Gold Mylar Tinsel
Body: Peacock Herl
Beard: Brown Hackle
Wing: Mallard Quills
Monday, October 20, 2014
Basic Baitfish
Hook: Mustad 3906 #6
Thread: pale yellow 210 denier Danville waxed fly master
Body: layered Hareline Baitfish Emulator Flash (pearl, pearl, fl. hot pink, olive, olive)
Eyes: red holographic eyes applied with Zap Goo.
Tuesday, October 7, 2014
Turkey Dun Wet
Sunday, October 5, 2014
Fatal Attractor
Hook: Dry Fly, 10-14
Thread: Olive 70 denier
Tail: Golden Pheasant Tippet
Body: UV Light Olive Ice Dub
Back Wing: Coastal Deer Hair
Wing: Calf Tail, white
Hackle: Grizzly
Head: Fl. Orange thread
Greg Heffner's Hook-up Crayfish
Hook: TMC 200r, 3xl curved shank, weighted with a strip of lead free wire on each side
Thread: black
Antennae: 2 Pheasant tail fibers
Carapace: Wapsi thin skin, mottled oak
Head: brown hare ' ear dubbin
Claws: brown rabbit's fur
Thorax: brown dubbin
Legs: brown hackle palmered over thorax and trimmed on top and bottom
Abdomen: more dubbin, covered with thin skin and ribbed with brown vinyl or similar.
Tail: thin skin
Sunday, September 28, 2014
Popper Madness
A collection of poppers I made for this weekend's trip to the in-law's house. Sadly, the bass in their pond were way too skittish, at least during the day, to be interested in these guys, so I had to go subsurface to catch 'em.
The poppers consist of Wapsi Perfect Popper Heads glued onto Wapsi Popper Hooks and painted with some oil-based paint pens. From there I tied on marabou tails, added a collar of rooster hackle, and some dubbin on a few of them. Finally, I heated a bodkin on the gas stove, melted a hole through the popper head and used my bobbin threader to add some rubber legs.
Thursday, September 25, 2014
Wikoff Steelie Stone
Hook: Mustad 3906
Thread: Black 70 denier
Tail: Squirrel Fur
Body: Dubbed to match
Legs: Fur or soft hackle (add optional legs - Wood Duck or rubber)
Optional Shellback: Flashabou
Wing Case: Flashabou
Coyote Ugly
This is basically a Zonker pattern that I threw together to hopefully entice that monster Susquehanna walleye that got away. Aside from being what I had on hand, I'm hoping the coyote strips will imitate the color of the small mouth bass in the river. Fished low and slow, zonkers are good for leeches or even crayfish. As the crayfish in our area are mostly brown, it should play double-duty there too.
Hook: Streamer (Mustad 3665A 3XH/7XL size 8)
Thread: Black
Tail: Coyote Strip tied in Zonker style
Body: Silver Flashabou
Overwing: Coyote Strip tied in Zonker style
Ribbing: Wine colored Wapsi wire woven through coyote strip
Flash: Wapsi Grizzly Accent silver/black
Head: Thread coated with Hard-as-Nails
Wednesday, September 24, 2014
Eyes on the Walleyes
At some point, I came to my senses, grabbed my fly rod, switched to a sink tip line, and went back at it. That was definitely the ticket for me. I landed a few more small mouths, an 18" walleye (my first ever!), and an 16 inch brown who lept and cartwheeled in spectacular fashion after she attacked my Black Bear Green Butt.
While the brown was a lot of fun, the prize of the night came when I was working 6" smallie into the shallows to net and release. The fish was about a rod's length away when a massive walleye came up from the depths and swallowed my fish whole. I fought with the monster for a good 5 minutes in what seemed to be a tug-of-war over the poor bass. It didn't fight particularly hard but just acted like dead weight. I'd get him somewhat close and then he'd lazily swim away and pull my drag out. Finally, I guess he decided the bass wasn't worth it and coughed it up.
The funny part is that my buddy saw me hollering and fighting with my rod doubled over and came running over to arrive about when the walleye coughed up the bass. All he saw was me pull in a little 6" small mouth bass after all of that carrying on. I don't think I'm ever going to live that one down.
Monday, September 15, 2014
Beginner's Luck on the Salmon River
Wednesday, September 3, 2014
Butternut Creek Report
Monday, September 1, 2014
West Branch Report
Saturday, August 30, 2014
Cattaraugus
Tuesday, August 26, 2014
Hair-wing Blue Charm
Sunday, August 24, 2014
Bivisible
Friday, August 22, 2014
Flying Ant
Wednesday, August 20, 2014
West Branch Report
Despite the near constant rises and the ability to actually see trout holding in certain spots, I could not figure out what the fish were eating. I threw a dozen different flies at them with no result. Based on the lazy rises, I figured they were after something dead or at least not very fast so I tied on a rusty spinner. Finally, I got a take: a chub. 20 or so casts later I finally caught my first small brown trout on the same fly but not much more interest than that.
Giving up on the holding trout, I decided to see what was rising in the slower water. Pretty much as expected, the only thing I could interest in my spinner was the occasional chub. Why couldn't I figure out what they were eating? I didn't see any bugs flying around or on the water, but apparently I didn't look closely enough. Finally, while standing beneath some trees during a passing downpour, I noticed tiny flying ants on my arm. A-ha! Too bad I had nothing like that in my fly box. Best I could do was a #16 dubbed ant-like thing I had attempted, failed, and abandoned. The naturals were at best #20s or smaller. Still, I went with it. No trout, but the chubs were definitely more interest in this than anything else.
Thankfully, the passing downpour I mentioned and the oncoming dark stirred things up nicely. Soon I noticed small Pale Evening Duns rising from the riffles. Excitedly, I tied on a mayfly imitation and headed back to the riffles where I saw the trout holding before. Still nothing! Frustrated and having trouble seeing, I decided to go with a #14 Light Cahill just because I'd be able to see the damn thing. Man! Was that ever the right call! First cast hooked a 17" male brown trout.
Darkness was really settling in now, but I couldn't leave, especially since I noticed an increasing number of mayflies rising from the riffles and aggressive rises all around. For about 15-20 minutes, I could do no wrong catching another 4 or 5 trout including a pretty 16" female. By the end I was casting blind in the dark and lifting my rod at the sound of a rise. I missed a few takes to be sure, but I caught a couple more as well. Magic.
Soon, it was too dark and I was no longer hooking up. Turning on my headlight revealed a blizzard of Light Cahills like I've never seen. The water surface was littered with them and they swarmed around my head and landed all over me in the lamp light. I quickly turned off the light and decided to fumble my way out before I swallowed anymore mayflies. Save 'em for the trout.
And you better believe I looked into some flying ant patterns as soon as I got home!
Tuesday, August 19, 2014
Black Bear Green Butt
Pale Evening Dun
Sunday, August 17, 2014
Upper West Branch Report
There wasn't a whole lot of activity during the afternoon, though Bob nabbed a few browns on a Red Quill and I caught one small-mouth on a CDC emerger. I did receive a major jolt when a three-foot carp pursued my CDC emerger as it swung in the current. Ultimately his senses were too keen and he decided to let it go, but not before my heart rate shot through the roof.
As evening fell, things started to pick up. There were quite a few different bugs out on the water including some big yellow mayflies which I think were golden drakes, small charcoal caddis, tiny BWOs, summer stenos and some light cahills. I had good luck with a #16 blue quill as well as a #14 Parachute Adams, releasing at least a half dozen browns, though Bob out-fished me 2 or 3 to 1. He started out with a dark brown deer hair caddis and moved to a Red Quill which caught several fish just prospecting. As rises began he switched to a light Cahill and finally to a Pale Evening Dun, both of which he used to deadly effect. Beneath one tree which was leaning very low over the water, he side-armed several casts and pulled quite a few trout out, 2 or 3 of which were in the 16-17 inch range. I could hear him chuckling, "Ha! Thought you were safe under there, eh?"
Wednesday, August 13, 2014
Upper West Branch Report
There wasn't much in terms of surface activity and no obvious hatches going on tonight, but I found a few fishy spots (mostly fast riffles emptying into deeper runs) and did some prospecting. Sadly, I lost my hopper fairly early on to a fly-eating multiflora rose. I found that particularly painful as I had no backup and the damn thing took me a good 20 minutes to tie. The black cricket pattern I based it on worked well though. I had three hook-ups and landed two, both browns.
Being black and riding low, the cricket was very hard to spot in the fast water, so I tied on my trusty comparadun, a mahogany colored size 12, and went back to work. Again, the fly performed and landed several more browns, a 10" small mouth bass, and few river chubs, just for good measure. The trout and bass were all caught in faster water where the Isos like to hatch and the oxygenation is higher. Wading back to my car, I saw fish rising in a long, slow-moving run. I had a feeling they were chubs, and I wasn't disappointed. With the water so low and clear (and probably a bit warm and stagnant), the trout head elsewhere for their food, shelter, and comfort.
Davie McPhail's Black Cricket
Thread: black 70 denier
Back: black craft foam
Butt: black dubbing
Tail: 2 black goose biots
Thorax: black craft foam, wrapped
Rear Legs: black goose biots
Wing Case: black craft foam
Front Legs/Hackle: black dry fly hackle
Antennae: fibers from starling feather or black pheasant tail
Head: black dubbin
Wednesday, August 6, 2014
Oaks Creek Report
JBP being a raging extrovert, we quickly found ourselves parked in some nice folks' driveway walking through their backyard along some beautiful waterfront in and around a favorite local swimming hole. Oaks Creek itself was picturesque, the perfect image of a wild trout stream. It was large enough that I didn't feel over-gunned with my 9 ft 5 weight, especially in the many holes scattered about, but I could easily see a Tenkara enthusiast having a field-day in there.
It being August, the water was a bit warm for trout so I can't attest to the veracity of the aforementioned rumors. However, I did catch a good half-dozen small-mouths (the largest around 10 inches) and more river chubs than you can shake a stick at. Again, the Iso Comparadun was my go-to top water fly and it drew strikes despite there being little to no surface activity. As the shadows grew longer, I switched to an olive woolly bugger with a red tail and it too caught plenty of fish.
Sunday, August 3, 2014
Bass in the ole Farm Pond
Foam disc poppers, bucktail streamers, a "Maple Syrup" and several other flies failed to entice the finicky bass. What did finally catch me a whopper was a classic black woolly bugger with a black plastic bead-head resting on the bottom and twitched once and a while. While the minnow imitations earned a few follows and not much else, the woolly bugger is the only thing that drew a strike. The poppers didn't seem to attract any interest at all. Seems the bass in this particular pond like their prey lazy and slow moving making me think of helgramites and leeches. Hmm... we sure did a lot of swimming in that pond!
Thursday, July 31, 2014
Schoharie Creek Report
The water was definitely on the warm side but as it was getting close to dark, there was quite a bit of surface activity in the riffle. I tied on an Iso colored Comparadun and went to work in the fast water. In less than an hour I caught close to a dozen fish, mostly small-mouth bass with the occasional brown trout mixed in. I will definitely hit up this creek in the fall when the water temperatures come down a bit. If it worked for Art Flick there must be something to it, right?
As an aside, the Iso Comparadun is definitely my go to fly this summer. In a size 12, it floats high and is easily visible in fast water. It's been fantastic for prospecting in moving water and has caught brown trout, brook trout, small mouth bass, blue gills, perch, chubs, and golden shiners to name a few.
Monday, July 28, 2014
Charlotte Creek Report
Foam Popper
Friday, July 25, 2014
Foam n CDC Beetle
Thursday, July 24, 2014
Foam Head Hoppers
Sunday, July 6, 2014
Sulphur Sparkle Dun
Tuesday, July 1, 2014
Isonychia Comparadun
Hook: #10-14 Dry
Thread: Rusty Brown
Tail: Dark Dun Z-lon
Body: Hareline Olive Brown Dubbin
Wing: Natural Deer Hair (the finer the better)
Can be tied with lighter deer or elk hair and combined with different colors to represent other hatches as well.
Monday, June 30, 2014
Oak Creek Report
A rather nice local gentlemen who was putting his canoe in the water informed me that from that dam the quiet water extended all the way up through the forest to Canadarago Lake proper and, from what I gather, is an amazing warm water fishery accessible almost exclusively by floating.
Well, I had been planning on trout fishing, but the water near the bridge looked promising so I gave it a go. I'm not going to bother much with fly selection here because the small mouths and perch hit pretty much everything I threw at them sub-surface and even a misshapen Henry's Fork Hopper on top. Streamer, bugger, nymph, crayfish all landed fish and an olive and black wooly bugger even drew a huge largemouth out of hiding to follow it all the way in to shore. It didn't take the offering, but it was certainly enough to get my heart pounding when that behemoth emerged from the shadows.