February Dry Fly : Griffith’s Gnat

I’ll be completely honest. I did not plan this one. I had all intents to publish and tie a completely different fly for the month of February. However, as in most things, life got in my way and I had to call the audible.

The positive in changing flies for the month actually excites me. I have more materials, and it set in motion a new pattern. Wet fly, dry fly. We’ll see how long that lasts.

I settled on the Griffith’s Gnat because of an article on postflybox.com. I do a good amount of winter fishing for trout, so I enjoyed gathering some ideas from a great resource. I try to set a goal for myself everyday I go fishing, and one that pops up almost every outing is to watch a fish take a dry fly. If you haven’t seen a trout sip down a high floating caddis, or gnat, then you’re missing one of life’s purest joys.

Getting right to the tying, I tied 3 different sizes for my gnats. I started with a size 14. Not too small, and not too big to be unrealistic on the water. With a brown size 8/0 thread, I wrapped the shank half way down and tied in my peacock herl. After trimming the end nearest the hook eye and making sure I had secured the small feather, I tied in the “grizzly” hackle. I use quotations around the word because I have a second confession. I didn’t use actual grizzly hackle. I was cheap, and so I decided a sharpie on a light colored hackle feather was good enough.

Good enough?

After both feather’s were secured, the thread is wrapped forward to just shy of the hook eye. The peacock feather comes forward first, making delicate and tight wraps up the shank taking care not to pull too hard. Once the herl has reached the thread, make one wrap of herl in front of the thread, followed by one wrap of thread behind the last wrap of peacock. dsc07300.jpg

Trim the peacock off at the eye, and then begin to palmer (wrap) the hackle feather forward to the eye of the hook. Using the same method as the peacock to secure the feather, make a wrap in front of the thread, and then make a wrap of thread behind the feather. Once both feathers are secure, finish the fly with a few turns of a whip finisher tool. Make sure and be careful not to wrap the hackle feathers in the whip finishing knot.

I tied 7 different flies that session, 3 different sizes in all. The size 14 and 12 hooks are both going to make killer flies for panfish and warm weather trout. The size 18 will be unstoppable for cold winter days during a hatch of insects. I could see myself using these as an indicator fly with a dropper, in a fly releasing later this month called the White Fluff. The final fly of the night was a fun tie, with no set pattern and nothing in particular in mind. While at the shop, I bought two packs of UV2 materials. I came home with a string of UV2 peacock herl, and purple UV2 dubbing. Erica, the fiancé, wanted a fly tied in purple. What I came up with was a streamer of sorts, white and purple barred marabou tail with a blend of purple, white, and flash dubbing. The head of the fly is a triple wrap of the UV2 peacock herl. It doesn’t necessarily fit the bill of any specific fish or bug, but I know quite a few ponds where I can get a good bass or two on streamers. dsc07307.jpg

While I’m not sure if the UV2 material will be any different than natural and conventional material, I figured I would give it an honest try. The theories behind it seem to make sense, but I’d like to test it myself. Heck, I do live in the “Show Me State”.

Stay tuned for more monthly flies, trips, and results for the UV2 material. The new camera is eager to get a new macro lens, and then the fly videos will start!


New Toys, Old Water

Craigslist is a strange beast. A man can find anything there. New lawn mower? Check. Fresh vegetables? Check. Urine stained, free-to-good-home couch? Double check. Anybody who needs knickknacks has searched the website, and most have found deals. When I began my search for a new camera, I went straight to “The List”.

I spent some time talking to a good friend about some choices. Coincidentally, I used said friend to help me investigate a camera for a craigslist deal. I was located a full three hours away from a camera that looked great on paper. A good deal, good price, and a few necessary accessories. So I enlisted Kyle to go take a look. I contacted the seller, and then Kyle made a connection that worked out. He’s a fellow fly fisher and happens to be a wedding photographer. The camera checked out, and I bought a camera I couldn’t touch.

What better excuse to make a fishing trip?

Between myself and Kyle are a few Missouri trout parks, Meramec Springs closer to me, and Bennett Springs closer to Kyle. I fished Bennett a couple of times in the summer, but I’d never seen it in the winter. It was the obvious choice.

I hit the water right after the horn. In the trout parks, the winter season is catch and release only, which is how I spend most of my fishing anyways. My rig was a classic. Elk caddis as an indicator, and a double dropper zebra midge. The first drift was smooth, and I was able to see quite a few follows and refusals.

I turned over my shoulder, and waved. Kyle was turning the corner, and pulling the truck into the spot next to mine. My camera had arrived, and I needed to get into a fish. Like clockwork, Kyle opened his door while I was watching my caddis. It disappeared. A quick flick of the wrist upwards, and the tiny rod doubled. I turned to look back, and gave a quick, “Right on time!” to Kyle. He pulled out the phone, and snapped a few pictures. I brought the fish to net, and quickly back into the water.

“I could have taken pictures, but there’s plenty more where that came from.” I said before exiting the water.

We walked to the trucks, started surveying the flies and tackle for the day. In classic Kyle fashion, he started to pull out his 8wt. I had a plan though, I’ve known the family for far too many years to not be prepared. I handed Kyle my 2wt Cabelas Cgr, and he made a remark about how light and tiny it was. While he looked the rod over, I opened my passenger door and pulled out a rod tube. A small finders fee, I gifted Kyle an exact replica of the rod I had just hooked a fish on. His reel was too big, his line was too heavy, but the new rod had the action. Slow, smooth, the fiberglass had a feel new to Kyle. The perfect action for energetic small stream trout.

I found great success on the water the rest of the day. I notice some fish were rising to the surface for some hatching bugs. The unusually warm winter day had awakened a hatch of winged insects. I had two beautiful dry fly takes from wildly aggressive trout, and a few missed shots on the Zebra.

The most fish came from a new fly. It’s called a White Fluff. It mimics a floating piece of flesh through the water. The first drift, and on the rod I gifted Kyle, I snapped into a beautiful thirteen inch fish. The fight was on, and soon the fish found the net.Trout Redo.jpg In the moment, I handed Kyle the new camera. We only snapped two pictures. With beautiful fish, and a great cameraman, that’s all you need.

Kyle ended the day fish-less. After I set the first hook with the White Fluff, I handed Kyle the rod immediately. In three casts, I watched a hungry, fat trout sip the fly. Kyle did his best, but he made a bit of a mistake. He reared back, pulled line, and saltwater strip set on a ten inch trout. The fly, shockingly, didn’t stick. I razzed him good, laughing all the time.

Kyle has now shared the trout stream with me twice. Both times I’ve ended with fish number close to the double digits, and him with a big zero. This time, he had a take, and I’m quite sure he had many more than one. Next time we share a stream, I won’t let him down. DSC06371.JPG