Posted By: Capt. Mac
Officially Unofficial Blue River Report and photo essay - 02/12/21 04:30 PM
My buddy and fellow TFF'er, Brian Keller (LNT), and i hit the Blue last Sunday. I figured we would own the river because everyone would be home watching some game. WRONG! People everywhere. But, with the exception of one guy (whom, on hindsight, i should have drowned) everyone was friendly and kept their distance.
It started off very chilly early on and the fish seemed pretty slow. Brian started off with a hairs ear nymph under a strike indicator and began catching fish immediately. I tied on an olive wooly bugger and started stripping like i was stiper fishing and couldn't buy a strike. I noticed everyone around us was fishing bait on the bottomand catching fish. Everyone except the guy i should have drowned. He was casting a spoon with a medium retrieve and he never caught a fish. Brian caught three right out from under his nose and that kept me warm in the frigid air. I started dead drifting my bugger in the slower currents and started getting bit. Anything moving very much at all wouldnt get a look, had to be pretty still.
Tailgate lunch
After lunch we changed locations. It warmed up a bit and the trout seemed to get a little more restless. I don't really think the temperature had that much to do with it but it sure seemed that way. I had weird day were i got a lot of strikes but had the worst luck with hooking fish. I changed flies and sharpened hooks and all that. I dont lnow if my timing was off or it was just too cold to set the hook with authority or what but i just couldn't seem to keep a fish hooked up. Luckly for me, i did manage to land the better fish that i DID manage to hook. Brian on the other hand had no trouble at all. He caught everything that came his way.
It started off very chilly early on and the fish seemed pretty slow. Brian started off with a hairs ear nymph under a strike indicator and began catching fish immediately. I tied on an olive wooly bugger and started stripping like i was stiper fishing and couldn't buy a strike. I noticed everyone around us was fishing bait on the bottomand catching fish. Everyone except the guy i should have drowned. He was casting a spoon with a medium retrieve and he never caught a fish. Brian caught three right out from under his nose and that kept me warm in the frigid air. I started dead drifting my bugger in the slower currents and started getting bit. Anything moving very much at all wouldnt get a look, had to be pretty still.
Tailgate lunch
After lunch we changed locations. It warmed up a bit and the trout seemed to get a little more restless. I don't really think the temperature had that much to do with it but it sure seemed that way. I had weird day were i got a lot of strikes but had the worst luck with hooking fish. I changed flies and sharpened hooks and all that. I dont lnow if my timing was off or it was just too cold to set the hook with authority or what but i just couldn't seem to keep a fish hooked up. Luckly for me, i did manage to land the better fish that i DID manage to hook. Brian on the other hand had no trouble at all. He caught everything that came his way.