For after the end of the summer rush, we scheduled a fly fishing trip to Montana. Where to our surprise it snowed heavily for two of the four days and kept the temperatures in the 30s! With freezing hands, we still had quite an outing catching rainbow, brown and cutthroat trout. Had to put our waders and boots inside so they didn’t freeze at night outside. Never been prouder over the fish we battled for!
More Charleston fly fishing as Ciara and her father came aboard to stalk big schools of reds at low tide. Perfect conditions with sunshine and light winds. Found plenty of dense packs of redfish cruising around and some were kind enough to eat our silver/white mullet pattern flies. Great family fishing day!
Targeted both sides of low tide this morning as David hunted for his first redfish on the fly rod. Water was slick to start and you could see big schools of redfish pushing water. On our first pass through, a six pounder smoked an EP silver mullet fly. Continued to catch more reds on the same fly. Easy as that…..some days it just works out.
Larry had never been saltwater fly fishing and decided to give redfish a shot. Found lots of small schools who were largely indifferent to us and would lazily cruise by the boat. Patience was rewarded and we put reds in the boat with a black and purple mullet fly. Larry welcome to a new addiction!
Spent last week flyfishing in the mountains of Colorado and New Mexico. Lots of rainbow and brown trout happily eating dry flies with nymphs rigged underneath. Bring on the redfish!
Rolled up on the flats and found reds so skinny their backs were out of the water. After countless clean casts to big schools and five fly changes, Jonathan had his first redfish on the fly! Mullet pattern in black/purple did the trick.
Just finished our annual trip to the Madison river in Southwest Montana. Warm days and clear water combined to produce the best fishing of the last decade. Trout were rising from dawn to dusk and eagerly feeding. Grey parachute adams dry flies with bead headed prince nymph droppers were the ticket and produced countless rainbows and browns. Can’t wait until next year!
Wayne let me know it was his 60th birthday and he really wanted to catch a redfish on the flyrod. Saw plenty of fish as the tide rose but they were more cruisers than interested in eating. We found a slower moving fish that was pushing bait and Wayne put a perfect cast a few feet in front of his nose. A few quick strips and the fish inhaled the EP mullet fly. Great fight in and out of the grass and Wayne eventually pulled a 7lb. beauty to the boat. Happy birthday!