Bass Reflections

Bass Reflections

Saturday night I was able to check a local pond with hopes of the Gills being lit up.  What I found, was after 3 hrs of having the entire pond to myself, not a single Gill rose to a fly.  The bass however, especially the 1/2 pounders, were attacking everything that moved.

Partial to a Blonde Foam-Butt Caddis, I lost count of how many fish attacked it.  


Foam-Butt Caddis

They were looking up for certain, with rises often coming almost the second the fly hit the water.

Not a lot of size, but the strikes were so dramatic they often had me laughing out loud.  An absolute blast on the water.  It was non-stop action, until a managed to break off my fly on a  lily pad flower only to realize it had gotten too dark to tie another one on.  

Pure fun!

  

Spring Colors

SPRING COLORS

With restrictions lifting and holiday weekend weather cooperating,  I was finally able to put the float-tube on the water.  The bulls are beginning to host the beds, but the best is still yet to come.  

The fish are beginning to color up.  I give things 2 more weeks and the colors will be at their peak.

The larger bulls were able to be teased up with a smaller offering like the X-Gurgler, but not yet willing to chase a Wog, hair bug or even a Foam Butt Caddis. The white legged gurgler was the fly of the day.

Tying the X-Gurgler

The day gave up a dozen or so Bulls, with a handful of smaller fish thrown in,  and three decent bass all of which were tight to the bank in structure.  

It felt good to step into the fins and kick through some lily pads.