Tuesday, September 30, 2008
Those solarlunar tables hit it right on the spot. Although I did not land a lot of those little wild trout, I had plenty of action. The fish slapped at the fly repeatedly. I got hits with almost evey cast but I am not nearly quick enough to hook all of them. They are wild critters, after all.
There were just a few leaves on the water now, so that was not much of a problem hooking dead tree droppings. You could still fish a dry fly.
I did managed to hook a couple hemlocks and I lost a couple of flies during the two hours I spent on the tiny creek up the street.
There was even a small caddis hatch, and the little buggers danced in the streams of sunlight coming through the rhododendron.
It was a great day on the water. I tried again after dinner but the trout were not active at all. I quit when the rain poured out of the clouds.
Thursday, September 25, 2008
Or else, I could go hunting for brookies near the Blue Ridge Parkway.
It should be a decent weekend for fly fishing.
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
Perhaps the lull in touristy hordes will continue through this weekend when I plan to hit the tiny streams at Graveyard Fields. I caught some brook trout there several years ago. They were all tiny and pretty, like the little char are supposed to be.
The leaf peepers will be upon us soon. There's something weird about the folks in Asheville and surrounding areas and their insane fascination with death.
Dead leaves on the ground drive these people crazy. Dead leaves hanging on with their last ounce of life in a tree entrance them. They photograph it, videotape it, pose with their families in it, let the children roll in it.....
They're DEAD, people. Leave em alone. Stay home. Quit taking all the parking places on the Parkway.
And watch the motorcycles, not the dead leaves.
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
Unfortunately, I discovered that trout are pretty camera-shy in the mountains, just like the human residents who live up in the hills to get away from cameras and people.
I was promised all the errands would be finished by 5:54 p.m. Monday, which was forecast as the best time to fish for the day, but there were stops at the ATM, at the phone company, at the grocery, and at another grocery and one more stop I forgot...and the sun kept sinking deeper and deeper behind the mountains.
It was dark when we got back to the Trout Cave...With little moonlight or starlight, the water was black as new Bibles.
Sometimes, it is not possible to plan for everything.
But the camera survived.
Saturday, September 20, 2008
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
Saturday, September 13, 2008
They put smooth pea gravel all around the play set to avoid knee scrapes and other injuries. They finished building it one Friday evening and were very pleased with the end product.
The next morning, the mom was about to wake up the boys and have them go out to play in their new play center. This is what she saw from the upstairs window."
Friday, September 12, 2008
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
Saturday, September 6, 2008
Friday, September 5, 2008
The bottom photo shows a typical Sunday afternoon crowd on the Catch and Release section of the Davidson River. Elbow to elbow, and with the right fly you will still catch big. fat trout.
Thursday, September 4, 2008
Another sign the apocalypse is upon us.
There still is not much water there, and the trout are extra spooky, even after the rain last week.
I don't think the kid caught any. He was almost stepping on the fish, which may or may not be a new method in the mountains for catching trout...just stomp on 'em.
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