Once again my aging memory failed me, so Wayne Eng and I fished all afternoon in the rain without a camera, or a single photograph to show for it.
And thus, another artist’s rendering is born:
We fished in the rain, but with few exceptions, the trout laughed at our soggy flies.
We tried to scout new BWO water, but found few bugs, and no rising fish.
In the end, Wayne pounded up a nice 14″ fish to a big dry, and I hooked and lost a beautiful rainbow on a small nymph, then missed his cousin on the next drift.
In the end, we got wet, saw some river I hadn’t seen in years, and generally had the still-amazing time you always have when few fish are on the agenda.
There’s more fishing coming up soon, but first, I’m going to go open some presents.
Merry Christmas from the Underground!
[tags]upper sac, upper sacramento river, fly fishing, fly fish, fishing, trout, rainbow trout[/tags]
Stunning photography! Such color saturation! Such high definition! Did you use a tripod? Love your photos Tom!
Scott(Quote)
The Seamy Belly of the Underground Revealed!
Note that the above picture plainly shows Tom with a gun to the head of his accomplice. Likely because Tom insisted that Wayne fish that cow carcass sized dry fly during a #18 BWO bite.
I am guessing that is Wayne’s fly box in the river – after Tom hurled it there in frustation.
kbarton10(Quote)
Now I know the pain of Michaelangelo as the ceiling of the Sistine Chapel was viewed by a gathering crowd of philistines.
I attempt to illustrate the harrowing story of two fly fishers buffeted by rain and wind and ignored by trout – a modern day fable if ever one was penned – and I receive ridicule in return.
Pearls before swine, my friends. Pearls before swine…
Tom Chandler(Quote)
No, I’m serious, did you use a tripod?
Scott(Quote)