Me and my doggie went fishing tonight…
Me and my doggie went fishing tonight…
Yesterday I hit the world-renowned Gordon Creek. I decided to take both my spinning rod (w/ a Panther Martin lure) and my fly rod along.
The idea was to use the spinning rod sparingly if the fly fishing was slow. So, the first five casts I made into Gordon Creek were with my spinner. I pulled out five trout, from eight to twelve inches long. Nice! “The fish are hungry today!” I thought to myself.
I took a short walk back to my car to put the spinning rod away, figuring the fly rod would land me enough fish to keep things interesting.
Off I went with fly rod and fly box in hand. I tied everything but the kitchen sink to the end of my tippet and in two hours had only one fish bump my fly. There were hoppers in the tall grass, so I tried a hopper. Scuds, Pink Squirrels, Wooley Buggers, Adams. Nuthin.
So, either I stink at presenting flies to fish, or spinners are much more irresistible to trout.
I had a discussion early this year with Nick Volk at On the Creek Fly Shop in Cross Plains, discussing spinning vs fly fishing for trout. I asked him “Nick, am I ever going to catch as many trout on flies as I can on spinners?”. He said, “You’ll catch more on flies.” He was adamant.
I hope Nick is right. I want Nick to be right. Casting a fly rod is so much fun, and catching fish on a fly rod is so much fun too. Fly fishing has everything going for it. Except I can’t seem to catch many fish on flies.
Perhaps it’s time for a fly-fishing-for-trout hiatus. Spinners seem to be the ticket this time of year. The flies do seem to work well on the Bluegills, however…
It’s been a bit hot for me to go fishing. Call me crazy. What I want to do is sit around in the AC, drink a beer, and watch the Brewers sneak up on the Cardinals.
Site traffic seems to reflect that other fisher-folks’ are feeling similar about fishing for trout. Either that or once the season gets going it’s less fun to read about and dream about fishing. Perhaps that’s an offseason endeavour.
I don’t know what it all means, except to say that every once in a while I think, “Maybe I’ll hit a trout stream today”. But then I don’t. This weekend looks to be cooler, so don’t be surprised to see some new pictures and stories on Sunday or Monday. Until then, Cheers!
I was going to write a blog post about transitioning your look from day to night, as seen elsewhere on wordpress (http://thestylevoyager.wordpress.com), but I don’t really know much about that aside from having your clothes on to then having them off. That’s just the way I roll.
Instead of all that, I think I’ll post some of my favorite pictures from my trip to Tainter, Reads, and Camp Creeks last weekend. I hope you enjoy them.
On Saturday I went to Crawford and Vernon Counties in Wisconsin’s Driftless Region. My eye was drawn to the beautiful old barns surrounded by hills and streams in the area. Driving around the Driftless you’ll see lots and lots of barns. Some are in good shape, many are not. The days of family farms have come and gone, and sadly what you see now in rural Wisconsin is a lot of poverty and abandon buildings. Farm houses and barns may still be standing, but they’re either not used or not maintained.
These old buildings are wonderful to look at, and I can imagine the care that went in to running each of these farms 70 years ago. Many of the barns were built with lumber that was felled and milled right on site, and they’re made using traditional timber framing methods.
I’ve heard it said that to make a similar structure today would cost $200,000. I wish I had the money and the resources to restore old barns because they really hold within them the rich history of the Driftless Region. Sadly, many of these structures cave in or are picked apart for their fine timbers.
If you have deep pockets and agree with me that these buildings should be saved, send me your money and I’ll see that it’s taken care of.
I caught a couple of nice fish yesterday before the storm clouds rolled in on Black Earth Creek, including this guy…