After my trip to Eleven Point, I am feeling rejuvenated but also thirsty for another endeavor. Every good adventure has to have its certain elemental features. It must:
- Require good planning that takes into account the fact you are attempting to predict what cannot be planned
- Threaten sufficient danger and risk to cause the people that love you worry the whole time, but only so much as to make yourself worry occasionally
- Contain the chance for utter failure, and the possibility that success will happen in the face of that chance
- Be an objective based on a worthy ideal
- Be in a beautiful, captivating setting
And so it is framed, this next adventure I've concocted. It seems that it will be solo; either that is what enhances the risk element or the risk element itself is causing it to be solo...I'm not sure which. I have the rare fortune to often have days off during the week, while the rest of the better-paid world is working and NOT fishing. Having water to myself is something I've begun to expect, but never take for granted.
I'll be heading about 2.5 hours south of STL hoping for my first Brown. I'm dying to get on one/some/tons and have done everything right, except land one. I'll be fishing my Sage ZXL 3wt on a familiar stretch of the Current River, but this time it will be overnight. What concerns me is not so much the isolation, the solitude, or the dark, but the temperature. The latest predictions have the mercury in the low teens.
I organized my streamers and buggers, and snapped a few photos to give a peek in my flybox.
I'll be heading about 2.5 hours south of STL hoping for my first Brown. I'm dying to get on one/some/tons and have done everything right, except land one. I'll be fishing my Sage ZXL 3wt on a familiar stretch of the Current River, but this time it will be overnight. What concerns me is not so much the isolation, the solitude, or the dark, but the temperature. The latest predictions have the mercury in the low teens.
I organized my streamers and buggers, and snapped a few photos to give a peek in my flybox.
The upper section of this box is pure poultry: Butt Monkeys, Double Bunnys, Fatheads, Sex Dungeons, several Sculpins, Beldar Buggers, Slump Busters, and a Peanut Envy for good measure.
Excited about these new Trout Minnows in a Rainbow scheme; they look just like the little teeny 'bow parr that skip around down there.
The mighty Clouser.
Now that's some serious flash right there. I'm planning on using these as attractors ahead of the bigger streamers or as trailers.
I have more marabou, feather and poof jammed in these boxes than a Vegas nightclub.
Will
ReplyDeleteI agree about not being concerned about the dangers of being alone there---but the temps would do me in. We are not use to temps that cold in the deep South. Those are some awesome looking streamers, what are the size of those? I am going to use streamers for the first time this spring on Smith, for some of those large spot. should be interesting. Great Post
Most of these are 4s and 6s with a few 8s in there too. This time of year on the Current will be interesting, especially fishing in the dark and through sunrise. I may end up switching to dries or regular buggers later, but I'll start out on the streamers.
ReplyDeleteREALLY wish I coulda gone. Next time though, for sure.
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