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by Phillip Dobson
I've been going back to the local winter fishing hole a couple times last week. The fishing there has been really good and really fun. I caught my personal best grayling the other day and yesterday I landed two fish at once. A first for me!
I was drifting a nymph rig through the most productive run. A #20 dark-purple frenchie and a #14 rainbow Dexter. I hooked up after just a few casts, and two my surprise, saw two forms rising out of the darkness. A flash of blue and, "oh crap, a grayling"! I got the grayling up onto the ice and quickly reached into the icy water for the bigger rainbow. A quick snapshot, then a nudge back into the water. Bighole grayling are always a special experience, and this made it even more memorable.
“The bitterness of poor quality remains long after the sweetness of low price is forgotten” - Benjamin Franklin
"Be sure in casting, that your fly fall first into the water, for if the line fall first, it scares or frightens the fish..." -
Col. Robert Venables 1662
As age slows my pace, I will become more like the heron.
The hooks are sharp.
The coffee's hot.
The fish are slippery when wet.
Beware of the Dogma