TenkaraBum Challenge - Red Shiner
by Levi Cain
(Blanchard, OK, USA)
size 32 Black Killer Bugger
After spending a good portion of my Mothers Day with my mother, I just had to hit the creek that ran through town before driving back home. It's actually the same creek that flows through and around my town. Except at this location is where Walnut Creek flows into the South Canadian River.
When I arrived at the waters edge the wind was strong as always with gusts into the low 20s. Making it more like flying a kite then fly fishing. However the water was super clear and I could see fish everywhere ranging from shiners to a large school of at least 50+ channel cats about 4” to 8” in length. But the wind made it nearly impossible to keep my fly in the same area long enough to sink deep enough to be in range of the catfish. I tried and tried until I finally said screw it and started working my way down stream.
But the best part about that hole was that the very first cast ended up with a fish on. And it was a very poor cast at that. I attempted to cast but my fly only went about half as far as I was shooting for. So I started to make another cast but as soon as I pulled my fly up out of the water a fish came flying through the air like it was super man and landed on the bank behind me. I hadn't realized it but a Red Shiner had hit my fly as soon as it hit the water and was well hooked. I immediately set my pole down and ran over to the shiner to find it still hooked. So I got out my camera, snapped a few pics and quickly released it. Thankfully it was alright and was able to swim away.
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