So A weekend ago I went and attempted to fish the C&O canal at Great Falls. I say “attempted” because there was one small glitch in my plans: they drained all the water out of the canal to do maintenance on the locks. Makes it hard to fish, doesn’t it? However, one of these days I’ll finally catch one of those ZOMG HUGE BASS! I’ve seen in the canal.
Anyway…… check out these flies made by Chad Schiel and Emerge Flyfishing. They’re completely crazy!
Believe it or not, I get emails from people (Hi Steve!) wondering why I don’t post fishing blog entries anymore.
Well, I’ve been a little obsessive on the work front. These things happen, or so I hear. I did, however, get out in early January for some cold-weather fishing.
I have to get out at least once every Christmas break to go fish, more often than not on Christmas Day. Typically you go to a tailwater, someplace below a dam where the water levels are fairly stable. Gunpowder Falls is a good fishery for this in the DC area, but I’ve also done it on the South Platte in Colorado and the Row, Willamette, and Middle Fork of the Willamette in Oregon. It’s brutally cold to be standing in the water, and you have to stop every 5 minutes to get the ice off your rod. You suffer all day long and maybe pick up a couple fish a little bit after noon during the “warm” part of the day, and then everything stops–time to go visit someplace with warm food.
I emailed a hasty trip report to the guys at Backwater Angler and they posted it for me. You can catch the whole set of photos in a flickr photo set. I’m especially enamored of the pretty red dots on the adipose fin of the brownies I caught.
OK, so I bought an Outcast Fish Cat 10 IR pontoon boat last week. The killer was that I was still too sick on Saturday to take it out, so it’s been sitting fully assembled in my living room for over a week now.
But I need a name for this beast so that I can christen it with champagne. I’m opening name suggestions up to the Internet as a whole.
It’s just west of Clifton, Va and more of a drive than I thought it would be, but a couple of weeks ago I hit Bull Run (yes, that Bull Run) at Hemlock Overlook. It’s a nice half-mile walk down to the creek, and it’s very well populated with bluegill, smallmouth, largemouth, and monster carp.
I saw the biggest carp of my life at Hemlock Overlook. It was about 40 lbs and was slowly screening food off the undercut bank 10 feet away from me.