Some days are better than others, and Thursday night fell into the better category. The sole class that caused concern to my perfect GPA, now causes me no concern as I managed to pull out an A. Dustin and I had plans to fish after class, because I thought I might be in need of a pick me up. However, the stars aligned and the fishing plans were to celebrate, not ease tension.
The Poudre seemed obliged to continue my good night; first cast, a small brown, barely a parr, was tempted by the size 18 Lazy Boy. Dustin had not even got into the water, when I hooked into a rainbow, again on the Lazy Boy. Hugging the edge of the fast flowing riffle water, my indicator went down again and again.
Suddenly my indicator was buried in the riffle, and my rod was arched. I saw a glint of goldenrod, and thought I’d hooked into a killer brown. Imagine my surprise when the fish rolled on the surface, and I did not recognize the mouth of this fish at all! After reeling in, I saw I hooked into a spawning Longnose Sucker. Oops. She didn’t count for the fish total, but she was a cool looking gal nonetheless.
As fate would have it, I had to walk through my honey hole, because I was stuck pretty good on a rock across stream. After wading through the hot spot, I worked some pocket water on the opposite bank and slowly headed up the river. The river had cooled, and the Lazy Boy had lost its charm. Dustin, meanwhile, landed a fish right above me on a Go-2. The sun disappeared little by little, and we made the decision to go home.
Yelling to Dustin, “I want to hit that spot on more time.” I head back to the hot spot, until I look up and see Dustin hooking into one in the exact same spot to which I was heading. Cursing under my breath, I settled in just a bit down from him and tried my luck, while he hooked into two back-to-back. There was a lesson learned here as Dustin reeled in another little brown, beat Dustin to the water – that is the secret for catching fish. Probably not, but it sounds like a good plan nonetheless. Finally, we put up our rigs and headed out the canyon.
As for me, I had a very productive hour and a half and was up on Dustin. In fact he had nil for awhile. I must confess, I did miss three. My fish of the night was a beauty of a 13” brownie(Dustin’s measurement, my measurement maybe 12″). He’s pictured below. Only two fish fell victim to Tak’s Go-2 Prince last night, as it seemed the Lazy Boy was the meal du jour.
During the drive home we talked about giving credit where credit is due. Dustin and I struggled for the first couple of months on the Poudre, but then we got some help from some fishing legends, Midgeman and Rick Takahashi. Midgeman introduced us to the ways of fishing the Poudre, and Takahashi taught Dus how to tie the patterns that work (I just want to hug him for the Go-2). We are so lucky to have ran across these men, and will be forever grateful for their insight. We still have so much to learn, and can’t believe we have the opportunity to learn from the best. So, thanks guys!