SA Mastery Series Striper Line

Remember that Mastery Series Striper Seven Weight Sinking Line that sat in that cardboard box on the counter in the fly department at Barlow's Tackle for all these years? The poor thing looked so forlorn but I could never bring myself to pay the amount they were asking.

Finally, this Friday, I just straight up asked how much they'd take for it to get rid of it. The guys gave me a price that was right so now I have yet another line to buy a reel for.

How Small Is Small?

This is a fly that I am currently researching, a Blue River Fly Fisher asked me to review it for a possible tie.

Here is the first image I took of the fly


And here is a second, set upon a dime

Little Men

Yesterday after work I drove over to my little neighborhood creek for some decompression and angling.

As I stood in the door of my truck stringing up the one weight I saw them headed my way. Seven and five years old and dressed in standard issue little boy summer attire...shorts, that is all.

"Are you going fishing?!"

"Yep, sure am"

"Have you fished before?"

"I've fished a few times"

"Do you know how to put that all together?"

"Yes, I believe that I do"

"Do you have the dealy-thing? If you don't you can borrow mine"

"That is very kind of you to offer; I think I'll be OK"

"There is a big old snake down there!!"

"There aren't any fish down there. (pointing to the stretch of weedlined bank below). There is a big fish down there!"

"I saw a gold fish! it was BIG!!" (resident koi)

"Guys, I am going to be casting this thing down there so please be sure to stay back. I sure would feel bad if I were to hook one of you"

"OK, we'll just go jump in the water a while"

"Oh please don't do that. It'll ruin the fishing for me"

"OK"

Then they were off to score Popsicles from apparently grandpa or a neighbor who dotes on them. I last heard them discussing the relative merits of sharing candy.

What I had initially knee-jerked as a big ding in my angling time turned out to be a refreshing break in my initial refreshing break.

Look Out, It's Raining Bowling Balls!

Scott Bridgess videoed some striper action on Texoma

Fly Fishing Caddo Lake

I'm still ruminating. What a time I had! Here are a couple of movies I made and then the photos link






Pretty little Bass On Three Weight

Fly Fishing is not all fun and games (note the "not a happy angler" face)


nice bream!


some parts of the lake are eerie-creepy...but pretty cool


something used to be here


it's not all hard work in Uncertain TX!


Entrance to Devil's Elbow (wonder how many fish are holding on that knocked down tree?)


another fishy looking spot

let's just face facts, it's all fishy!


dream home!









camera phone image by the motel


look at that line! Water had cooled off with all the rain




in 1903 oil was discovered and Caddo was raised with a low water dam to allow drilling. This is an old abandoned well in the Big Green (a section of the main lake)


I know I keep saying this, but there were some fish up in here


Shawn from the Triton dealer in Marshall TX drove one of the camera boats, and squeezed in some fishing as well!


The weather was oddly and unseasonably cool. Very light rain on day one, we dodged the bullet on day two as a big storm blew in just after we got off the water. I lost track of bream and small bass that I landed on my three weight. You can rest assured that I will be back to Caddo as soon as I possibly can.

Texas Fly Fishing Video

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Poor Serenity Pond

no photos right now. But the pond is a good three feet down and not looking active at all. usually there are throngs of fussy blugills in hot pursuit of flies most all times. But not lately.

Ironically, there is an irrigation system leak in the surrounding park that is sending a steady flow of water across the parking lot, into the rain gutter and down into the nearby creek. I am emailing the city today in hopes of getting that fixed.

Maybe someone upstream of the Serenity pond inflow will need to drain a swimming pool in the next few days.

Update, called the city and someone is headed over to look at the leak. Still, Serenity pond needs water so I can go fishing...

Beatin' The Heat at Serenity

Set the alarm for 6:00 AM and actually woke up and headed out! It's easy to roll over on a Saturday morning and blow it off .But I didn't and I went and I am glad that I did.

It would have been nicer to get there before the sun got up but I won't get too greedy. At least I was on the water.

Started off with a yellow and chartreuse foam spider:


This was the first fish of the day. He fought like a champ. Three weight rod was OK but I sure wish I'd brought the one weight. Two thirds less rod equals ten times the fun factor!


I kept on working my way around. I switched over to a Bitch Creek nymph but that seemed not to be all that interesting so back to the oam spider. As I worked on down the north shoreline I saw a fascinating sight. A very small bass or a bold bluegill came out of the water a good four or five inches trying to nab a dragonfly out of the air .He was unsuccessful but I wished him luck in the future.

Off the western shore lies a flat where the bream bed each season. I have dubbed it "Catfish Alley" as this is where I landed this fellow a few weeks ago and then this morning a channel cat took the foam spider. What a battle! Again, my initial thoughts were "nice bass!" but then the rugged, slugging, bore to the core of the earth battle started telling me I had a cat. Then I saw his dorsal fin and there was no doubt.

Here he is. He refused to cooperate for the photo shoot!



A little farther on down the shore I hit my last fish of the day, a little battling bass.


Everybody liked that foam spider. This is despite my concerted efforts to increase my skills and learn to tie Bitch Creeks. I did land one little old bluegill on the Bitch Creek there at the end. But by then I was ready to go and was too lazy to take a picture.

I'm indoors now and plan on remaining so until late tonight or wee tomorrow.

It's Not the Size...

of the fish in the fight, it's the size of fight in the fish! I caught this little fellow yesterday on Duck Creek. He was no way gonna give it up easy at all!

(OK, not McKinney but it was still fun!)