Fly fishing in Maine is pretty damned different from fly fishing here in the mountains of Northern California, but a “Top 5 Flies for Fall” article from Maine fascinates me anyway.
Sure, in this list from the Kennebec Journal, two of the top five flies are streamers (not very common out here, but maybe they should be). Still it’s fun reading. My favorite of the five flies? The Montreal Whore:
MONTREAL WHORE: Like the Wood Special, this is another bright attractor streamer fly that garners plenty of attention for its, um, color…. Holt continues and offers up the Montreal Whore. “When the local pastor comes in, he always asks for the Montreal ‘Concubine,’ ” Holt says, smiling. “But, like the name says, it’s flashy and full of action.
The Contest: Win Fabulous Prizes
My Top 5 Flies for Fall on the Upper Sacramento would be a less thrilling read: October Caddis dry and nymph, BWO parachute, BWO emerger, and… well, something else. Effective for sure, but they lack the ring of “Montreal Whore” or the “Peacock Bugmeister.”
That’s why I’ve decided to give the Dying October Caddis pattern I tie — the one I mentioned in a previous article (elk hair underbody) — a catchy, attention-grabbing name. That’s where you come in.

A survivor from last year. Elk underbody, hackle collar, splayed wing.
You come up with a catchy, can’t-be-forgotten name, place it in the comments section, and the winning writer (judged by the L&T Nancy and myself) receives my review copy of Mark D. Williams’ “So Many Fish, So Little Time” — a book whose writing I liked a lot, though I felt it tried to cover too much ground.

Win this Fabulous Prize.
I know exactly what you’re thinking: “Won’t I have to report a prize this valuable on my tax return?” Our answer? It’s not our problem (Expert Legal Opinion: it’s a long book, and should last through most of your prison sentence).
Contest rules? Immediate disqualification for Shasta Whore, or almost any variation thereof (this won’t stop a few of the regulars, but it had to be said).
Fire away, you literate bastards. See you at the judge’s table, Tom Chandler.
UPDATE: When I tie more of whatever this ends up being called, I’m using some of this stuff.
ANOTHER UPDATE: Singlebarbed tied a variant of the thing using his sparkly, Holloywood-style dubbing:

[tags]fly fishing, flies, maine, october caddis[/tags]






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First, I would like to thank the Academy for selecting me, as winner of this prestigious Name a Fly award. Next I would like to thank each of you who helped make it happen… Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you ….. (Music plays) Wait, what do you mean I lost? What do you mean you liked the faux(ny) latin names better?… I was robbed, I was robbed…. just because I wouldn’t pay shipping…
OH THE HUMANITY !!!
Steve
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Since politics is on us for the next two years, and since you are so political fighting for conservation:
How about the “October Surprise”?
I know, not vulgar or catchy enough, but if you stare at it long enough . . . .
Shane
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One las shot at da book. If nothing else the exercise will serve to connect me with the brain prose center, and propell me toward the more important writing waiting on my dark desk. Though I prefer the more discriptive Saxon names, looks like those are pretty well covered, except for just this one: Orange Caddiddle (the second half being Gaelic in origin). Other than that the only names that come to mind are latin. I’ll submit just three, all with the same Saxon first name so that they might be a little more earthy:
Drunken Discoursmocus
leading to -
Drunken Decumscumus
the end result -
Drunken Discustmocus
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These are pretty lame but,
Chandlers Folly
No Chance Caddis
or
Fat CHance Caddis
What the hell, I’ll try anything caddis.
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Chandler’s Caddis Candy
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Adding to Harry’s entry
Last Chance Caddis
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It looks like this is still open so here’s a few more.
Tom’s Big Fat Caddis (TBFC)
Tom’s October Fat Butt
Tom’s Rocktober Caddis (TRC)
Save the postage Tom, I’ll just drive up pick up the book. :>))
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hackleberry caddis
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ahem, I mean Tom’s “Old Timey” Hackleberry Caddis.
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This still going? Jeez.
The Fluttering Cheeto.
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How about:
Tom’s Special Hack-job (TuSH for short)
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Still at it? Ran out of good names but figgered I might say that the fluttering hairwing version looks like its getting ready to fly away and these are strong flyers and trout know it and seldom attempt to eat them if they look too healthy. Hairwings take the odd fish if you insist on fishing dry, but if you hammer it out with a wetfly version you may see a better grade of fish. Try a clump wing of mottled turkey tail feather fibers; one turn of pheasant church window in front of the wing, then a turn of natural dark gray wool dubbing in front of the legs. Fish it dead-drift, wet. Individuals of these pupate and swim from the bottom as adults, so a Leisenring Lift at the end of the drift brings strikes. Good lookin hairwing though.
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How about:
The Halloween Snot ball
or
Chandlers Belly button Lint ball?
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So, how will this fly be known forever more?
Tom?
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I just announced the winner in a new post. And it wasn’t me…
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copper-robber
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