Micro Blue Fly'in It
by Walter Levi Cain
(Ft. Bragg, NC)
The Blue Fly
For the last month or two it has rained every day, until this weekend (July 20-21). So my friend Cortez and myself just had to get a hook wet. After spending the first half of my morning trying to catch Creek Chubsuckers with no luck. I decided to give the old blue yarn a try again to see if I could beat my personal best for the smallest fish on a blue fly. Well after losing one after another I finally started to land some Eastern Mosquitofish. And then I finally landed my personal best for the smallest fish on a blue fly. As is shown in the picture. After digging through my pocket for my penny and my camera and getting the little guy to stop jumping around every second I got my shot and released it. Within minutes on the same fly I caught the largest Mosquitofish of the day. All in all it was a great day on the water and a much needed time of relaxation.
“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