The Father's Day Fish
The Father's Day Fish
An Old Friend
Lamiglass 7' 3wt With Ross Colorado "0"
This morning I had the opportunity to fish with an old friend. This little 3wt glass rod is the first and only rod build I have accomplished over the years. I believe it was built in 1995, and had it's faults. Sloppy wrapping, and a poorly glued cork that eventually began to squeak near the reel seat. I had nearly given up on the rod as a learning experience, when a good friend of mine "BassBug" offered to rebuild and fix my earlier errors. The result is the rod in the title pic. Along the way I also sold the little Ross Colorado "0" with a custom Winston 3wt rod I had built.
However, this past winter I was offered the opportunity to regain that reel, which was welcomed home. The result....an old friend was put back together.
The original Lamiglass build on it's first journey to water. The first fish caught was a native Cutthroat from the coastal waters of the Clearwater River on the Olympic Peninsula in Washington State.
On today's trip to the "Tully" (Tulpehocken Creek in Central Pa) the fishing was tough. Low water sight fishing with fish rising and actively feeding. Just not on anything I had. Typical Tully. I was still able to salvage 2 fish on the day though. The first was a brown that took a #16 Sulfur LTD.
The BWO Nymph
The highlight of the morning either way was playing both fish and spending time on the water with a good friend....the Lamiglass rod.
The Pond Leech is tied like all Mohair/Marabou leeches, with the only distinction being it is the most effective color combination I have found for still-water. Over the years it has replaced the wooly-buggers and other leech patterns in my pond boxes almost completely.
The Bulls were looking up!
After a few days of cool weather and rain, I knew the bass would be "iffy" and the water would be a bit cloudy.
I was right.
In the clear water along the edges the big bull gills were on the hunt. Caught one hen of decent size on the night. The rest were all bulls. Only a dozen or so fish over the course of 3 hours. But aside from that one hen, they were all big, bright and ready to slam a Wog.