I was hoping that this would not be my last venture to the streams. Alas, it was. Sadly it was the next after my previous post too. Oh well, I'll sleep in the post graduate bed I chose to make.
A new addition to the CPS waters this season which has become one of my favourite. Not because of the size of fish, nor the numbers, but more so due to the fact that it is the closest to blue lining I have ever come. The term blue lining is more commonly used in the States where there is an abundance of trout waters.
Picture this: open a map, find a trib. of river known to hold the aquatic critters, find a trib. of that trib., pack your 2wt and a box of 18-22 dries and head for the mountains. That faintest blue line on the map is your destination. It's all about getting high up, in tight places and far from those often fished. It's fly fishing like this that gives me a kick; it can never become repetitive if you don't let it.
Anyway, so this is the closest I have yet to come to blue lining - skip the finding it on a map part. Although, I got as high and tight as I could. The thought that not many other people dig this was pretty rad too. Yeah the fish are pretty naive and will rise for your yarn indicator, big LOL, but you can't be. You're pretty much fishing in a tunnel of witch fingers the whole day. Short role casts and/or bow-and-arrow casts are the most appropriate ways to present the little RABs....