Ultra Zug Bug – 11/29/2025

Ultra Zug Bug 11/29/2025 Photo Album

Turn back the clock and check out my post from 01/31/2012 for the story of the ultra zug bug and a materials table. Over the years this fly has been one of my most productive. It does not crash the upper echelon of nymphs, which is populated by the hares ear nymph, salvation nymph and olive perdigon, but it is among the next tier.

Reburbished UZB

Left Side

For some reason I failed to deploy the UZB very much in 2025. and this fact was confirmed by minimal shrinkage of my supply. After I counted all my ultra zug bugs, I determined that I only needed to tie two to improve my stock to previously established season opening levels. In fact, I have so many, that I probably could have skipped them, but I like to stay in practice. I discovered two damaged UZB,s in my restore canister, so they became my two replacement flies.

Materials and New Flies

One of the things I love about this fly is the ease of tying. It only requires three materials besides the hook, bead and thread. Originally I viewed this fly as a surrogate for the prince nymph, and I used it during caddis egg laying activity, but I have found it to be effective throughout the year. I suspect the peacock dubbing is an attractor element, and in some cases I have used it in lieu of a salvation nymph, when I experience the loss of an excessive quantity of salvations. For some reason, I seem to lose salvation nymphs at a rapid clip, so the UZB substitution prevails more than one might expect.

 

Salvation Nymph – 11/27/2025

Salvation Nymph – 11/27/2025 Photo Album

What a discovery this fly has been. If you are interested in how I became acquainted with it, click on this link to my earliest post on the salvation nymph. This post contains a materials table and a description of the tying steps. The only modification that I implemented was to substitute UV resin over the wing case instead of clear nail polish. The salvation nymph continues to be a mainstay in my fly fishing arsenal. 2025 was not an exception, and I found it to be particularly effective when paired with an olive perdigon.

Refurbished Nymph

The originator of this fly named it the tungsten salvation nymph. Given my success when combined with a tungsten bead perdigon, I wonder if I should tie a few with tungsten copper beads to copy the original design. Certainly they would sink faster, and I could avoid the need for two nymphs which heightens the risk of tangles. Well, I did not implement this idea, and I completed my salvation tying, so I will revisit it next year.

Side View

Love This Shot

Unlike the hares ear nymph, the olive perdigon did not cut into my usage of the salvation nymph. Evidence of this was my shrinkage. I counted seventy-five in my various storage containers, so I approached the vise and churned out an additional twenty-five. The first seven were refurbishments of flies that lost legs or unraveled. In most cases I was able to salvage the abdomen construction and only needed to redo the thorax, legs and wing case.

Twenty-Five Salvations

I am ready for another season of casting the salvation nymph in western waters.

Hares Ear Nymph – 11/18/2025

Hares Ear Nymph 11/18/2025 Photo Album

This fly is a perennial workhorse fly among my collection. It is a classic for a reason; it produces. Here is a link to last year’s post, as I have little to add. You can also search on hares ear nymph for historical posts, and if you go back far enough, I am certain you will find a materials table.

Left Side View

There are tons of fly tying videos and materials lists online for the hares ear nymph. I am sure my version is a variation, but I suspect they all work equally well. I use actual fur from the mask of a rabbit that a friend shot many years ago. In spite of tying hundreds of these flies, I suspect that I have a supply of hares mask that will last my lifetime. I like using the real hares mask because it contains a dense amount of guard hairs, and I suspect that the stiff protruding hairs account for much of the fly’s effectiveness. The combination of the soft fur and the spikey guard hairs creates an irresistible buggyness.Sixteen New Hares Ear Nymphs and Necessary Materials

I felt like I utilized the hares ear less in 2025, than I did in previous years. This suspicion was supported by a reduced shrinkage in flies compared to normal. I counted eighty-four flies in my storage containers; and, therefore, I tied sixteen additional versions to bring my total to one hundred for entering the new year. One explanation for the reduced usage may be the ascent of the olive perdigon in popularity as a weighted top nymph that also attracts trout in a major way.

Brown Perdigon – 11/10/2025

Brown Perdigon 11/10/2025 Photo Album

If an olive perdigon is effective, why wouldn’t a brown version produce as well? I plan to find out. My salvation nymphs, pheasant tail nymphs, and supernova PMD’s are productive flies throughout the season, but particularly favored during pale morning dun time. It seems to me that a brown perdigon brings a similar size and color to the menu with the added benefit of extra weight to sink the nymph or sink a second fly on the dropper. What about pairing a brown perdigon with a PMD nymph imitation?

Look at the Taper

I get excited thinking about the possibilities. A month or so ago I tied three brown perdigons, but I never introduced them to the Colorado rivers during the fall. While my perdigon hooks and tungsten beads remained out on my tying tabletop, I decided to add seven additional brown perdigons to my storage boxes to bring my total to an even ten for 2026.

A Batch of Seven and Materials

I simply substituted brown thread for olive and brown spade hackle fibers for grizzly. I am now excited to test these flies and my theories on fly attractions.

Olive Perdigon – 11/08/2025

Olive Perdigon 11/08/2025 Photo Album

The olive perdigon is a relatively new addition to my fly box, but what a weapon it has become! Two years ago I possessed none, and I just finished building my supply from thirteen to thirty for the 2026 season. How did this happen?

On 10/03/2023 my friend, Dave G., invited me to join him on a private stretch of the Eagle River. Within the first hour, Dave G. was landing nice fish after nice fish, and I managed a couple dinks. I asked to borrow one of his productive flies, and it happened to be an olive perdigon with a tungsten copper-colored bead. My fortunes reversed, and I experienced a twelve fish day that included some very respectable fish.

Fast forward to the spring of 2025, and for some reason I began to experiment with the olive perdigon. I tied around ten of them over the winter of 2024-2025, and I was amazed with their productivity in the early season. They produced quantities of fish on all the Colorado rivers that I visited prior to run off. Their fish catching ability faded a bit in the post run off time frame, but when I returned to the large river valleys in the fall, their effectiveness resumed.

Side View

I attribute much of their success to the tungsten bead, I theorize that the very dense bead sinks the fly rapidly to the bottom of the river and provides a longer drift within the feeding range of the trout. When I combine it with another nymph in a three fly dry/dropper, it also sinks the paired nymph to the eye level of the trout. Although the density of the nymph is a positive for achieving long deep drifts, it also offers the disadvantage of snagging more frequently, and consequently I lost quite a few flies. The beads are quite a bit more expensive than the typical brass bead, so each lost fly is mourned by this frugal angler. The loss of flies forced me to approach my vise to tie additional perdigons during the fishing season; a task I normally try to avoid.

Opposite Side

The olive perdigon has climbed from absent to a top five mainstay in my fly box. I tie an olive perdigon to my line more frequently than my revered hares ear nymphs and salvation nymphs, so that is saying something. Given this new status as the top dog of my fly inventory, I kicked off my fly tying season yesterday by augmenting my olive perdigon supply. I counted thirteen among my fly boxes, and I decided to target a starting inventory of thirty. I can report that seventeen flies were added to my count.

Although more expensive than most nymphs due to the cost of the tungsten bead, these flies are relatively straightforward to tie. All that is required is a copper colored slotted tungsten bead, a jig hook, medium olive thread, spade hackles from a rooster neck, a black permanent marker, and UV resin and lamp.

Thread, Feather and Finished Product

Place the bead on the hook with the slot facing upward and toward the rear. Start your thread behind the bead and make tight wraps to lock the bead in place on the angled portion of the jig hook. Wrap the thread to the rear and then wrap forward to one hook eye behind the bead. Tie in six barbules from the grizzly feather to form a tail approximately three-fourths of the length of the hook shank and then wrap the thread to the bend. Wrap the thread forward to the bead and snip off the ends of the hackle. Now repeatedly wrap the thread to the rear and back to the bead to form a nice tapered body. Once you create the taper that flows nicely into the bead without leaving a gap, whip finish and cut off the thread. Grab your permanent black marker and carefully place a black spot on top of the body, where it meets the bead and then on the top of the bead. Get out your UV resin and apply a coat to the point where the bead meets the body of the fly and then coat and cover the entire thread body. Try to make the UV resin at the junction a bit thicker than the body coat. Fire up your lamp and cure the resin. You now have a new sleek olive perdigon.

Hopefully thirty will suffice for the 2026 season. If not, it probably means that the olive perdigon demanded a lot of time on my line, and running out and having to tie more in season is a good problem to have.

 

 

Big Thompson River – 11/04/2025

Time: 12:00PM – 2:30PM

Location: Canyon downstream from Estes Dam

Big Thompson River 11/04/2025 Photo Album

A forecast high of 77 degrees in Denver prompted me to complete a last gasp fly fishing excursion. I was not interested in a long drive, so I considered Clear Creek, South Boulder Creek and the Big Thompson River. According to my weather sources, highs of 62 were expected at all three spots. My intuition suggested that I should visit South Boulder Creek; however, I was averse to making the one mile hike to and from the creek, so I settled on the Big Thompson instead. Spoiler alert. It was a lackluster day.

I arrived at a pullout by 10:45AM, and I quickly prepared for a day on the river. The flows were tumbling along at 25 CFS, and the stream was low and clear, but it looked promising nonetheless. The dashboard temperature was 56 degrees, so I slipped on my fleece hoodie and assembled my Loomis two piece five weight. I like the slower action of the Loomis, and I expected to toss a dry/dropper most of the day.

I crossed the highway and found a fairly friendly route to the river, and then I knotted a Jake’s gulp beetle to my line. The beetle produced well on my last trip to South Boulder Creek, so I was anticipating a repeat on a different Front Range stream.

I completed two desultory casts, and then I decided to move to more attractive pools, but when I stepped with my left boot, it slipped and shot backward. I tipped forward and stopped my fall by bracing with my right hand, but it was not before a small amount of water spilled over the top of my waders. I felt the dreaded trickle down both legs, and then the wetness, as my right sock absorbed liquid. What now? I was wet and chilled, and I barely began to fish.

Had it been the summer, I would have fished on, but I was concerned about the cooler temperatures of autumn, so I scaled the bank and returned to the car. First I removed my fleece hoodie with a drenched right sleeve. Next I removed my undershirt and replaced it with a long sleeve version. I pulled off my waders and turned them inside out and placed them on the hood of the Telluride to dry in the sun. I removed my long underwear and socks and pulled on a dry pair of each. I wanted to provide adequate time for the inside of the waders to dry, so I ate my lunch early, and sure enough, after eating, the neoprene booties were dry, and I pulled them on and resumed my fishing. The sleeve of my fishing shirt was a bit wet, and the front pack was also showing the effects of being submerged, so I pulled on my raincoat to guard against additional soaking from the front pack.

Glare and Shadows Were a Challenge

I wish I could say it was worth it. I began fishing in earnest at noon and continued until 2:30, The beetle was ineffective, so I removed it and replaced it with a peacock hippie stomper and then added an olive perdigon on a two foot dropper. The perdigon registered two small trout barely beyond my six inch minimum for counting. I covered quite a bit of stream real estate to log two small fish, so I added a beadhead hares ear nymph hoping that it would extend the depth of the drift and attract more action.

Small Jewel

The move worked somewhat, as I raised the fish count from two to six by the time I quit at 2:30. The four additional trout were only slightly longer with the biggest extending to eight inches. It was a lot of casting for minimal return. I moved back and forth between the two banks, and the shade and sun glare were alternating hindrances to catching fish. Deep pools were not productive, although I continually attempted to cash in on their appeal.

Productive Spot

I fished around a large bend in the stream and continued into a canyon stretch. I was hoping that the canyon was not as easily accessed by anglers, as it required more rock hopping  and difficult wading, and I did manage to land four small trout, but it was not close to the unpressured bonanza that I envisioned. On the day, three of the landed fish were brown trout and three were rainbows. In the last hour I connected with two or three fish that felt slightly larger, when the flies began to swing at the tail of the run or pool, but in every case I only felt the weight of the fish for an instant.

Foam Pool

Tuesday was a bonus day for this fair weather angler, but it probably convinced we to refocus my efforts on stocking my fly boxes for 2026.

Fish Landed: 6

South Platte River – 10/27/2025

Time: 11:00AM – 3:30PM

Location: Eleven Mile Canyon

South Platte River 10/27/2025 Photo Album

With nice days dwindling during the 2025 fly fishing season, I jumped on the chance to fish on Monday, 10/27/2025. Air temperatures have arrived as a prime factor in choosing a fly fishing destination, and after I surveyed all the likely locations, I settled on the South Platte River in Eleven Mile Canyon. The high in Lake George was forecast to peak at 61 degrees, and that was well within my comfort zone.

Looking Up the River

I arrived at my chosen roadside pullout by 10:30AM, and after pulling on my fleece hoodie and raincoat and assembling my Sage R8 four weight, I was prepared for a day of autumn fishing. I recently saw an Instagram post lauding the superb streamer fishing on a Colorado river. I decided to take advantage of the information, and I loaded my reel with my sinking tip line and knotted a size 8 Mickey Finn bucktail streamer to my line. I crimped a split shot a foot above the streamer, and for thirty minutes before lunch, I cast and stripped the streamer in all directions and varying degrees of stripping speed and movement. I never saw so much as a follow. I have no confidence in my approach to streamer fishing. I suppose I need to fully commit to the method and experiment with different streamers and varying amounts of weight.

Pleased to Land a Fish

Run Near Far Bank Produced

I ate lunch at 11:45AM across from the car, and then I returned to the Telluride and swapped the sinking tip reel and line for my normal four weight. For the remainder of the afternoon I worked my way up the river with my reliable dry/dropper configuration. I suppose repetition breeds confidence, and confidence yields fish. An amber ice dub chubby Chernobyl and olive perdigon were constants on my line, and I cycled through several flies on the end position. I began with a salvation nymph and then converted to a hares ear nymph and ended with a small apricot egg.

Headed Back

One aggressive brown trout clobbered the chubby Chernobyl and created a nasty snarl in the process. One of the early fish nabbed the salvation nymph, and the remainder snatched the olive perdigon. Seven fish in 3.5 hours of focused fishing does not translate to hot action, but given the timing in late October and the absence of insects, I was pleased with the results.

Shelf Pool Was Explored

Two landed fish were rainbow trout in the thirteen to fourteen inch range. Two trout were on the small side, and the remainder were average trout in the twelve inch slot. Large deep pools were unproductive as were seams and glides of moderate depth in areas where the stream widened. I focused most of my attention on long and deep troughs and slots particularly where the deep hole was right above the junction of two faster currents.

Spread Out in the Net

Future outings in 2025 are weather and health dependent. The month of November calendar is sprinkled with various dentist and doctor appointments. I will keep my eyes and ears open for opportunities to extend the season

Fish Landed: 7

 

Eagle River – 10/24/2025

Time: 11:30AM – 3:30PM

Location: Private water between Wolcott and Eagle

Eagle River 10/24/2025 Photo Album

My friend, Dave G., who lives in Eagle Ranch near Eagle, CO belongs to a fishing club with access to private water on the Eagle River. Dave G. invited me to join him on Friday, October 24, 2025; and I accepted the invitation pending favorable weather. When I checked the weather forecast for Friday, I noted that the high near Eagle, CO was in the mid fifties, so that clinched it, and I made the drive on Friday morning.

Held Aloft

I arrived at a wide pullout at 10:45AM, and Dave G. arrived within a few minutes. We car pooled a short distance to a dirt parking area across from the private section of the Eagle River. The dashboard temperature was 46 degrees, so I pulled on my fleece hoodie and rain jacket along with my billed hat with earflaps. I was prepared for the worst. I chose my Sage One five weight in anticipation of tangling with some muscular trout of above average size. The river was quite turbid, and the color resembled a creamy split pea soup. Dave G. said it rained within the last twenty-four hours, but not that heavily, so he was perplexed with the lack of clarity. We walked to the edge of the river to inspect more closely, and we concluded that it would fish decently with two feet of visibility along the edge.

The Waterway Ahead

I waded across the murky river at the wide tail of a shallow pool, and I progressed along the far bank (south bank?). To begin I chose an amber ice dub chubby Chernobyl, olive perdigon, and salvation nymph. In short order Dave G. landed a couple fish on a zebra midge, and I was shut out, so I followed suit with a black zebra midge with a fine copper rib. Finally after an opening drought, I connected with a fish and hauled a nice, fat thirteen inch rainbow trout into my net. The zebra midge was in its lip, and I was amazed that a fish saw the tiny midge larva imitation in compromised river clarity.

Lots of Foam

I continued onward, and before I broke for lunch I landed two small brown trout. One was around eleven inches and the other was smaller. The first and smaller brown nabbed the zebra midge, but after another dry spell, I swapped the zebra for a psycho prince and then an apricot egg. The second larger brown grabbed the olive perdigon.

Decent Brown Trout

After lunch and another slow phase, I exchanged the egg fly for a return to the salvation. Between two and three o’clock the temperature peaked, and I removed my raincoat and folded up the earflaps on my hat. The pace of action improved, and I managed to land a chunky fourteen inch rainbow and a small rainbow barely greater than six inches. Both fish snatched the olive perdigon. In addition, I hooked and failed to land three decent trout during this time, and I sensed that they favored the olive perdigon. Was the increase in action attributable to the warming water temperature, improved water clarity, or my fly choice? I suspect all three, although the improved effectiveness of the olive perdigon along with less olive tinged water suggested clarity as a prime reason.

Love the Riffle Sections

By 3:30PM I reached the end of the private section of the river, so I reversed direction to another wide shallow crossing spot. Dave G. indicated that he was fished out, so we called it a day and returned to our vehicles. Friday was a slow day on private water, although had I landed all the fish I connected with, I may have reached double digits. I was appreciative of Dave G.’s willingness to invite me to share the private water. Was this my last outing of 2025? The answer depends on the weather with a turn to colder temperatures predicted for Tuesday. Stay tuned.

Fish Landed: 5

South Boulder Creek – 10/22/2025

Time: 11:00AM – 3:30PM

Location: Below Gross Reservoir

South Boulder Creek 10/22/2025 Photo Album

What a day! October 22 is kind of late in the season for this fair weather angler, but the high in Denver was projected to climb into the seventies, and when I checked the two locations close to my intended fishing destination, the weather indicated temperatures in the sixties. I decided to pay an autumn visit to South Boulder Creek.

Source of Early Trout

The flows were reduced at 17 CFS, but I knew from previous experience that I fished successfully at 10 CFS. Low clear flows would dictate stealthy approaches, longer casts and light flies. I was prepared.

So Pretty

I arrived at the Walker Ranch Loop Trailhead, and I quickly geared up with my Sage R8 four weight. For clothing I wore a short sleeve high tech undershirt and my fishing shirt, but I loaded my backpack with my raincoat and a long sleeve Under Armour shirt. If I perspired excessively, I planned to change undershirts, before I began to fish.

Another Early Rainbow Trout

There were three cars in the parking lot besides my Telluride, but none of them were obviously fishermen. In fact, I never saw another angler during my entire time on the creek, nor did I encounter any on my hike to and from the stream. I had the entire small tailwater to myself. Perhaps the low flows scared away other anglers.

Shelf Pool

As I descended the trail to the creek, I heard the sound of heavy equipment operating to the west. Almost instantly I went into panic mode, as I envisioned the 17 CFS as a muddy mess from excavation taking place at the dam expansion site. You can imagine my relief, when I caught my first glimpse of the creek, and it was crystal clear.

Stealth Required

When I finally arrived at my chosen starting point, I concluded that I was perspired but not to the degree that I required a shirt change. I began my quest for South Boulder Creek trout with a solo peacock size 14 hippie stomper, and the dependable fly yielded three fish including a nice eleven inch brown.

Fine Rainbow Trout

After the early success, the trout’s interest in the stomper seemed to change into observation, and refusals ruled the day. I paused at 11:45PM to enjoy my lunch, and then afterward I replaced the hippie stomper with a size 14 olive deer hair caddis. The caddis produced a few fish to boost the fish count to seven, but it was very difficult to track in the glare and shadows, and it also elicited some refusals.

Next to the Exposed Boulder Was a Target

My mind went into overdrive, and I considered the idea of a beetle. Hatches are rare late in the season, but the 2025 autumn has been unusually mild thus enabling the survival of terrestrials. I knotted a size 14 Jake’s gulp beetle to my line, and I added a sunk ant on an eighteen inch dropper. Large black ants are quite prevalent in the South Boulder Creek canyon.

Very Nice Brown for a Small Stream

The move paid handsome dividends, and I built the fish count to eighteen, before I once again stalled. Five of the eaters during this span of time gobbled the sunk ant, but the rest sipped in the beetle. In addition I experienced many temporary hook ups, where the trout nipped the beetle, and I set and connected, but the fish wriggled free in a short amount of time. Beetle takes are very subtle probably because the small foam fly rides low in the water, and the fish dart to the surface and execute a quick sip.

Another Brown Trout Run

When I got stuck at eighteen, I began to notice an increased number of airborne insects over the water. The naturals included small caddis, a couple mayflies and a stonefly. This observation prompted me to swap the sunk ant for a size 16 gray deer hair caddis. The beetle and caddis combination raised the fish count from eighteen to twenty-four; its final resting place before I quit and completed the exit hike.

Large Tail

Twenty-four trout landed on a fall day in October is very satisfactory, but of course, many of the fish were small and in the six to nine inch length slot. However, I also landed a fat thirteen inch rainbow and two fourteen inch brown trout that challenge for the largest browns that I ever landed in South Boulder Creek. The second brown smacked the caddis near the end of the day.

As predicted, the weather was gorgeous. I had the stream completely to myself and the beetle was a solid attractor. I took advantage of one of the remaining nice days of 2025, and I am pleased with the results.

Fish Landed: 24

Arkansas River – 10/15/2025

Time: 12:00PM – 3:30PM

Location: Pridemore State Wildlife Area

Arkansas River 10/15/2025 Photo Album

Wednesday was projected to be the nicest day of the week, so I cleared my calendar for another day of fly fishing. A high in the seventies in Denver translated to a high in the upper sixties near Salida, so I made the Arkansas River my destination. The flows were in the 300 CFS range, and this meant I could probably cross the river and fish the bank away from the highway in one of my favorite hangouts below Salida.

Salvation Nymph Eater

I departed Denver at 8:00AM, and heavy traffic on Interstate 70 prompted me to use the Express Toll lane for $5.50. The move saved me fifteen minutes, as my estimated arrival time moved up from 11:00AM to 10:45AM. Unfortunately that was the one piece of good news that preceded a series of unlucky events. When I merged on to CO 470 on the western side of Denver, I passed two gravel trucks, and I heard a loud thwack on the windshield. I immediately cursed my misfortune, and when I stopped for gas on the way home, I inspected the windshield and discovered three chips that joined the curved crack already in place. It is impossible to keep a windshield free of cracks and chips in the state of Colorado.

Deep Seam Produced

As I drove southwest on US 285, I found myself creeping along at 25 miles per hour behind a row of vehicles in a 50 MPH speed limit zone. I stared ahead, and there was a huge road construction vehicle with flashing amber lights, and the slow moving caravan crept along for a mile, before we stopped, where a flagman was displaying a stop sign. Fortunately the delay only lasted a few minutes, and the westbound traffic that included me was allowed to proceed. This little stoppage slipped my estimated arrival time by five minutes.

Decent

Bubble Line

I finally arrived at my chosen destination along the river below Salida, and I quickly jumped out of the car to inspect the river. Imagine my disappointment, when I observed murky flows in the river below me. I immediately returned to my car and dialed the ArkAnglers Fly Shop, and the helpful young man who answered informed me that rain and snow were causing the turbity. He said that a couple feet of visibility existed along the edges, and fishing was still a possibility. He also volunteered that most of the murkiness was generated by the South Fork of the Arkansas River, and he suggested that I could leap frog that tributary to find clearer conditions. I thanked him for his useful information, and I decided to move upriver above the South Arkansas River.

Olive Perdigon

Of course, there was construction in progress in Salida, so I was forced to detour, but this delay was minor, and I arrived at the Arkansas Headwaters Stone Bridge access area by 11:30AM. I geared up and rigged my Sage One five weight, and then I ate my lunch. The temperature was 65 degrees, but it felt colder because of the gusting wind, so I pulled on my light raincoat as a windbreaker.

Chunk

I was finally ready to fly fish, so I hiked along the top of the bank for .4 mile, until I reached the downstream boundary of the public water, and then I cut down a steep bank to the river. For my opening act, I chose a size 8 amber ice dub chubby Chernobyl, an olive perdigon, and a salvation nymph.

Model Brown Trout

I began migrating upstream, and I was very particular about my casting targets. I skipped wide areas, as they presented relatively shallow riffles and pockets, and the probability of landing fish was low. Instead I focused on deep seams and pockets next to structure. The approach paid dividends, as I landed eight brown trout between 12:00PM and 3:30PM, when I quit for the day. I covered a significant amount of river real estate and ended my day on the north side of CO 291 at the Stone Bridge boat launch ramps.

Bubbles and Rock Bottom

The first four trout grabbed the nymphs, with one nabbing the olive perdigon, and the others were attracted to the salvation nymph. Once I hit four, the action stalled for thirty minutes, so I changed out the olive perdigon for a 20 incher, and the chubby/20 incher/salvation remained my lineup for the remainder of the afternoon. During this time I boosted the fish count from four to eight, and the final four were wild browns in the thirteen inch range. My success accrued from swinging and lifting the nymphs as has been the case on my recent fall outings. All the fish that I landed grabbed the salvation nymph, but it seemed like the 20 incher was a more effective partner to the salvation than the olive perdigon.

Pocket and Exposed Rock

Wednesday was a nice October day aside from the annoying wind. I overcame quite a few obstacles to fly fish for 3.5 hours on Wednesday, but I managed to land eight wild fish including five brown trout in the twelve to thirteen inch range. Quite a few attractive places failed to produce, and I worked hard for my catch, but I was satisfied with the results. I suspect that spawning activities are in progress, and this perhaps explained the relatively slow action. This may have been my last visit to the Arkansas for the year, and it was a solid day of fishing on the big river.

Fish Landed: 8