Last Sunday was a perfect day for meadow fishing. I was able to explore some new water for the first time and chase big browns all at the same time. What more can you ask for? The day was bright and sunny, definitely challenging conditions but one of my favorites due to my style of fishing.
When I arrived at the stream, I messed around near the car for just a few casts to get my muscles warmed up and ready for the challenge. Walking up the meadow to really begin fishing, I passed another angler. We exchanged the usual pleasantries before he mentioned that the fishing was slow and he had been unable to get any to eat. Oh well, I know ways around that problem.
Moving up through the meadow, I started on a section of water without anyone else around. Before long, I approached a good looking undercut bank. The cast was spot-on and a nice little brown shot out from under the bank to inhale the fly. I was fishing my 9' 5 weight for the extra reach and backbone in case I stuck a pig. Just upstream, a slightly larger fish hit. I paused long enough for a quick shot to help me remember the beautiful colors.
Fish after fish charged out to take the flies I offered, mostly brown trout between 8-12 inches but a few fish in the 13"-14" range kept things interesting. The best fish of the day hit in a deep hole and came flying out from the shade alongside the bank. It stared my fly down just long enough to make me breathe a sigh of relief when it hit. I didn't even realize I had been holding my breath...
Later, a truly big fish in the 22"-24" range moseyed out to investigate my fly before fading into the deepest part of the pool to sulk on the bottom. These are the fish that keep me going back to meadow streams. Rarely seen, its even more rare to actually hook one. Optimism will keep me going back though. Hopefully I'll be on the water again this next weekend. I'm tempted by the high country lakes but those browns are calling as well. So many options but never enough time!!!