So my pops had his first experience with fly fishing today...radical. It took him a little bit to get the casting down and figure out how to do the shiz but he got it, like us men in the family always do. We raged till noon and called it due to heat and tacos not agreeing with our bellies. But, before heading out, dad got his first fish/trout on a fly rod...Green Weenie style. A beautiful 11" Brown that just about swallowed his fly. All that was left was a small trace of chenille, the hook, and some lead I had wrapped around it (under the chenille) to give it a little sink action. Check it out...
I did well also, 4 in the bag, including this one, a gnarly 13" Brown caught on a foam hopper tossed in front of a log jam. The other 3 consisted of a little 4" 'Bow and 2 7" Browns. Gunpowder was low, about 35 FPS and water temperature around 55 F. I was awesome, great trip with the pops, a big success. #Winning.
Our fly rods...
Tight Lines...Morgan
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