I was planning on meeting up with Chuck (banker-always-fishing) and Hunter this morning but duty called and I found myself in Marble Falls for work. I remembered to "be prepared" from my boy scout days a million years ago, so I had my fly rod and a change of clothes with me. Finished work with plenty of daylight left to fish.
That first glimpse of the river always gets me going.
I'm still after my elusive first Rio Grande Cichlid, and so far this year I would guess that about 90% of the fish I've caught have been Redbreasts. Today was no exception, even after tying on a "Rio Getter" fly. My first three fish were pretty much clones of this one:
The Rio Getter was being a Redbreast Getter, so I switched to a black wooly bugger. I did manage to catch a few other fish...
...before hooking up with the Redbreasts again.
Although I'm still looking forward to landing my first Rio I'm not complaining. It was a great few hours on the river.
I stopped counting after my 6th or 7th Redbreast. I'm definitely fishing more this past year than I have in a long, long time, so I'm not sure if the Redbreasts are out in record numbers, or if it's just business as usual.