Picture perfect weather for capr fishing: no clouds, no "W", no smoke. And a fair number of caprs on the flats and sometimes visible in deeper water.
I was waiting for a buddy to show up so I started fishing right from the "launch" and thankfully, on my third, not my first, cast I hooked and landed a capr. The first of seven fair hooked fish to the net. This is what I started out with:
Size 8 shrimp hook - I hooked four fish with this fly before I started getting refusals. I did manage to bring a scale back when I set on a fish that I though ate. It didn't.
The no "W" changed with a slight breeze from the south - I need to figure out a way to slow my pram down when I'm wind drifting. There were lots of tailing fish today but with the wind blowing me down lake, I didn't have much time to make a cast or adjust a cast before I was too close to the fish. One fish seemed oblivious to my pram - he was busy digging in the silt. I dropped my fly right in front of the fish, he saw the fly, lifted is snout out of the muck and sucked the fly in, chomp, chomp. I strip-set but pulled the fly right out its mouth. That was fun, the visual is such a gas.
I changed to a size 10 hybrid with dubbed body rather than the typical cactus chenile:
Fun day - not too many capr days left this year.
I was waiting for a buddy to show up so I started fishing right from the "launch" and thankfully, on my third, not my first, cast I hooked and landed a capr. The first of seven fair hooked fish to the net. This is what I started out with:
Size 8 shrimp hook - I hooked four fish with this fly before I started getting refusals. I did manage to bring a scale back when I set on a fish that I though ate. It didn't.
The no "W" changed with a slight breeze from the south - I need to figure out a way to slow my pram down when I'm wind drifting. There were lots of tailing fish today but with the wind blowing me down lake, I didn't have much time to make a cast or adjust a cast before I was too close to the fish. One fish seemed oblivious to my pram - he was busy digging in the silt. I dropped my fly right in front of the fish, he saw the fly, lifted is snout out of the muck and sucked the fly in, chomp, chomp. I strip-set but pulled the fly right out its mouth. That was fun, the visual is such a gas.
I changed to a size 10 hybrid with dubbed body rather than the typical cactus chenile:
Fun day - not too many capr days left this year.