I went back up to Heber last night to the same spot Dave and I fished the night before. It started off slow and I was getting worried I’d go 2 straight nights without a fish but luckily things turned around. I was planning on waiting till Saturday to go back up, but yesterday was such a nice day and I kept thinking about all the fish we saw and decided I couldn’t wait.
I saw a snake as I was walking to the hole, I hate snakes. Fortunately it didn’t look poisonous, none the less I gave him some space. So I get to the spot and I spent probably about 2 hours trying different types of nymphs (green drakes, golden stoneflies), which I had heard were working well. After two hours with not so much as a bite I decided it was time to try something new. I knew there were fish because they were rolling and jumping all around where I was. I decided to change strategies and try a dry fly. I had a “stimulator” fly Dave gave me the night before and decided to try it out. After rubbing some floatant on the fly I pitched it out and about the fourth cast a fish rolled over on it. I was so stunned I stood there dumb founded (this was my first experience using a dry fly). I yanked back on the pole and snagged him for a second then he was gone. Even though he got away watching him jump up and grab that fly was still awesome.
The fish were still rolling like mad so I kept working the area. At one point I turned around to look at something, and while I was distracted a fish must’ve grabbed my fly cause I had a nice brown trout on when I turned around. I reeled him in and finally got him close enough to lift out of the water. I grabbed my line just above where he was hooked and lifted him out of the water while I reached around with my left hand to grab him. Just as I closed my hand around him he started flipping around and my line snapped, plunging him back into the river. I was disappointed but it was still nice to get a nice fish on the line and get him in (almost anyway). Sadly enough he also took my only stimulator with him (there’s gotta be a joke in there somewhere).
I had another dry fly similar to the stimulator just a lot smaller so I tied it on and started casting again. It wasn’t long before a nice brown jumped out of the river and grabbed it. This time I was ready and I set the hook. I knew I had a good fish just by the fight he was putting up. At one point, when he was still about 20 feet out he rose up and jumped out of the river again twisting and turning trying to throw my line. It was like straight from a movie. He put up a great fight and this time I was careful not to raise him out of the water by my line before I grabbed him (to keep the stress on the line down). Once I got him out I realized what a nice fish he was. I was so awestruck that I forgot about my pole and dropped it in the river. Luckily it didn’t reach the swift part before I realized it was gone. I’d guess the brown was about 18″ or so and he was very thick and heavy through the body. He also had a nice set of developed teeth (browns are carniverous) and some nice large red spots over his body. I was tempted to try and get my camera out and take a picture but I wasn’t prepared to risk dropping it (the camera). I thought about keeping him but since I didn’t have anything to club him over the head with (I think smacking him with my forceps would’ve just pissed him off) I reluctantly decided to let him go.
That’s about the point the activity stopped. The fish stopped jumping so I tied on a sanjuan worm and tried it for 15 minutes or so with no success. I figured they were done for the night so I called it good. So, some things I learned: 1) I need to buy a net, reaching into the water while balancing the pole is a pain and it’s easy to stress the line and snap it. 2) If the fish are jumping like mad, don’t run nymphs along the bottom, take advantage of it. 3) Dry fly fishing can be a HELLUVA lot more exciting than nymphing. Watching a fish rise out of the water and grab your fly is a rush. 4) My casting is improving, it’s getting a lot easier to present the fly how I want it.
During one of my breaks I did take a few snapshots of the area. For those interested, here they are:
Looking up stream (I didn’t realize my pole and line were in the picture).
Looking down stream (you can see my car down on the road a ways).
Out across the river.
Across, the other direction.