Post by Tentwing on Mar 16, 2005 17:02:54 GMT -5
Miss Cheryl and I made our way up to the North River Tuesday. 
The temp was in the 40's. The air was light, dry and crisp. The water was clear to the point of near invisibilty. The trout were spooky , spooky, spooky, and oh,......... did I mention that the trout were spooky?
The fish were all Bows. All were taken right on the bottom by way of highsticking and allowing no line to touch the water. Every fish fell victim to a fly I call a Cherahola Little Black Stone in a size #18 with a small piece of #7 split shot about 6 inches above it.
Despite the fact that they all ranged in size from 4 inches up to 11 inches; All of them gave a tremedous effort , fighting hard and wildly , putting a wicked bend in 70 year old 9 foot 4 weight bamboo.
These little guys were among the most beautiful bows you will ever find. Along their backs is a bold stripe of Olive drab heavily covered with Black spots.
As the Olive comes down over their shoulders it fades giving way to to a bright iredescent pink strip that runs along their body from their gil plate to their dark Olive tails. The Black dots start to fade and become more sparse as they enter the area of the pink strip.
Within the confines of the Pink strip a series of larger iredescent Blue/Gray diamond shapes run from gil to tail.
The Pink begins to give way to pale shiny Gold strip running the length of the body. Within this pale Gold are the last remnents of the now faded Black dots and a series of smaller faded Blue/Gray diamonds.
As you reach the fishes belly it all becomes a milky white from which extend Coral colored pectoral fins.
Try to picture all these colors in your mind and I think you will agree there are treasures in the North.
Wish all of you could have been there,..... Tentwing
The temp was in the 40's. The air was light, dry and crisp. The water was clear to the point of near invisibilty. The trout were spooky , spooky, spooky, and oh,......... did I mention that the trout were spooky?
The fish were all Bows. All were taken right on the bottom by way of highsticking and allowing no line to touch the water. Every fish fell victim to a fly I call a Cherahola Little Black Stone in a size #18 with a small piece of #7 split shot about 6 inches above it.
Despite the fact that they all ranged in size from 4 inches up to 11 inches; All of them gave a tremedous effort , fighting hard and wildly , putting a wicked bend in 70 year old 9 foot 4 weight bamboo.
These little guys were among the most beautiful bows you will ever find. Along their backs is a bold stripe of Olive drab heavily covered with Black spots.
As the Olive comes down over their shoulders it fades giving way to to a bright iredescent pink strip that runs along their body from their gil plate to their dark Olive tails. The Black dots start to fade and become more sparse as they enter the area of the pink strip.
Within the confines of the Pink strip a series of larger iredescent Blue/Gray diamond shapes run from gil to tail.
The Pink begins to give way to pale shiny Gold strip running the length of the body. Within this pale Gold are the last remnents of the now faded Black dots and a series of smaller faded Blue/Gray diamonds.
As you reach the fishes belly it all becomes a milky white from which extend Coral colored pectoral fins.
Try to picture all these colors in your mind and I think you will agree there are treasures in the North.
Wish all of you could have been there,..... Tentwing
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