A new fly fishing blog has surfaced, this one titled:
The Water Swatters: Fly fishing and whatnot below the Mason-Dixon
It’s new enough that we’ll wait a while before we’re sure what it’s all about, but they did manage to post a kickass bluegill picture and text.
We like bluegill, so give them a visit:
They are the center of a fisherman’s universe. Or very close to it. They always welcome you back after you’ve been off romancing with some beautiful Brookies or some sexy mama bonefish. They never disappoint either.
[tags]fly fishing, bluegill[/tags]
Bluegill were my introduction to flyfishing back in Kentucky when I was a boy. There could be no better way to start flyfishing. There were times when I could not put a fly in the water without a strike, no need to set the hook. A fine, fine fish; pound for pound, the fightingest fish in North America. I’m now looking for some good bluegill water, ’cause it’s about that time of year.
Jim Webb(Quote)
Tom, I can’t begin to tell you how wonderful it feels to know that I’m not alone in my love of BG’s. Colette and I have a private, (please don’t tell Charles Gauvin) wild, catch and release bluegill fishery here on the property. We are someday hoping to market it to wealthy flyfishers on a daily rod fee basis. I may try some of your Engagement Marketing concepts to reel them in…
Don George(Quote)
At one time Mud Lake just east of Boulder, Colorado was a favorite nude bathing spot. It also contained lots of voracious bluegill and a few middling bass. My friend John Ryan and I fished it in the spring with our state-of-the-art fiberglass rods: John used his Fenwick Feralite; me a 3M era Phillipson.
The bluegill fishing (mainly using poppers from McGuckins Hardware) was frantic fun.
We joked about showing up there dressed in just our hip waders. But, since about all we ever encountered in terms of nude sunbathers were tubby middle-age voyeurs, never acted on that impulse.
Sully(Quote)
Delve into the background of many fly fishers, and you’ll probably find a fossilized bluegill staring back at you.
My first fly rod adventures were in Southern California, catching bluegill from Westlake (a private lake development which a couple of us fished illegally) on my 7.5′ 5wt Fenwick glass rod.
And what’s this?? Private Bluegill Water?
I’ll say it again: the Trout Underground is against the concept of private water
but only when we’re not allowed to fish it.For not inviting us, you won’t receive an invitation to the Hollywood premier of “Terrorist Fur Bikini Bomb Squad.â€
That’s gotta sting.
Tom Chandler(Quote)
OK TC, so maybe the “Mt. Eddy Bluegill Ranch” has some marketing hurdles to overcome.
And by the way, I think I mailed your invitation yesterday for the big spring Bluegill Festival here at the ranch…
md
Don George(Quote)
Sully: Thanks for not including photographs. Really. And a 3M-era Phillipson? Is that the model I cast — the one you had repaired and currently fish? Sweet rod.
Don: You may have saved yourself, assuming the postmark on the invitation reads yesterday. Otherwise, you will become the target of extensive ridicule here.
Sorry, it’s the rules.
Tom Chandler(Quote)
If I recall correctly, aren’t they more like guidelines than actual rules…
In any event, balsa poppers w/ yellow hackle, size 12 on a 1-3 wt should do it. Barbless please.
We do allow cane here at the ranch.
Please RSVP as soon as you receive the invite.
md
Don George(Quote)
Tom,
No, the rod was a 7 1/2′ 5-weight. Model “8F76LC”. Top drawer- it had double circle snake guides! Equipped with a Pflueger 1492 and an Ivory AirCel Supreme I was stylin’. Gave it to a buddy in Boulder and miss it like my lost youth.
By the way, I’m rewrapping the 8′ 6-7 that Raptor Rodworks referruled.
Sully(Quote)
Oh, and the other reason I’m looking for bluegill water is because I CAN’T CATCH A F—-N’ TROUT!
Jim Webb(Quote)