Sunday morning began like most other mornings, looking up through our cabin windows, coffee cup in hand. The grey sky didn't look inviting, but I wanted to get out. A quick check of the forecast didn't bolster my spirits, looking spotty at best. I wanted to check out a new brookie feeder stream, but being caught out in the middle of rhodo-hell in rain and lightning didn't sound appealing. So I grabbed my Oni Type III and went for a safer, easier to escape option. Driving down the gravel road, people were out fishing, but it was far from crowded. I found a new-to-me pullout, gathered my goods and made my way down to the water. I tied on a "bread and butter" kebari, just a simple affair with uv brown ice dub and stiff neck hackle tied jun. It didn't take long to get into a fish.
I worked my way upriver taking a few fish here and there, at which point I thought I would experiment a little. I messed around with some "streamer" patterns, minimal flies with a baitfish profile, tied sparse, small and unweighted. Still within the realm of easy casting with the full-flex Oni, and fished similar to any other kebari.
|Mickey Finn variant|
Finally after messing around with these flies, I tied on something with a bit more presence and mobility. I stuck with this fly the rest of the day, catching enough small rainbows to be satisfied.
As I was entering my "just one more" phase of the day, the sky grew really dark. I made my way back to the truck, and as I removed the second leg of my waders, a heavy rain began to fall.