Hey folks. We hope you spent last weekend kissing up to the woman that brought you into this world. Maybe you took her fishing. Odds are you bought her some flowers she’ll be forced to keep alive until the next time you visit. I tried to buy my mother dinner but my brother snatched up the bill before I could pay. At least that’s my story. Younger siblings always seem to have something to prove and since one of my kids no longer orders from the kids menu I’ll take it. Feeding these rascals isn’t cheap these days. Kroger gets more of my money than Wells Fargo.
You may have noticed the picture of the massive brown trout that Troy’s client Rick landed recently. This makes two consecutive reports I’ve posted without a picture of one of my client’s fish. I suck. I haven’t been out there much lately. As of now I’ve done a whopping three trips on the river this year. Luckily “Streamer Troy” has been out to get us some good fish porn to share with the masses. As crazy as it sounds, that fish was caught on a prince nymph. We call him “Streamer Troy” because he’s a fanatic when it comes to streamers. A little part of him died that day. Conditions weren’t right for streamers so he did what we all do and put on the flies that work during low and slow water. Rick has fished more rivers than I’ll ever see and this was his personal best. Nicely done Troy. It’s going to be tough to top that one. If you want to book a trip with him he can be reached at www.the-guy-we-all-live-vicariously-through.com. Wait it’s www.cumberlandtroutguide.com Sorry for the mix up.
This past weekend I was able to take some local boys. Barton Hammond had a gift certificate from his mother for a guided trip on the Cumberland. I’ve literally known his parents my entire life. His dad graduated high school with my dad back in the 70′s when feathered hair and bushy mustaches were cool. Now that look is considered creepy and weird. Luckily they’ve both lost the mustaches and most of their hair so they just look like baby boomers. We had a good day on the river picking up fish in the likely places. Barton is in his 20′s so he missed several fish while Twittering, Instagramming, Facebooking, Myfacing, and Spacebooking. Kids these days. At the end of the day he got to see his dad learn how to fly fish. That’s pretty awesome. They both caught their fair amount and had a fun day on the water thanks to his mother for getting the gift certificate. Kathy, you did well. It was a pleasure to spend the day on the water with your husband and son.
Now onto the important stuff. Midges are not the best pattern right now due to the clarity of the water. The water isn’t muddy. It has a stained look to it like it does every year in April. Now it’s May and the river is still stained. My guess is that the bazillion gallons of water we got back in the spring has delayed the clearing of the river. It will eventually get clear but in the meantime we’re catching fish on larger nymphs. Princes, Copper Johns in size 12 or 14. I had some luck with a #16 WD40 with a flashy wing on the back. Fish them shallow if the water is off. Rainbow Warriors are also working. I would recommend dropping it below a big prince.
The generation schedule has been weird lately. Some days it’s great, some days it sucks. That’s the TVA. I’m pretty sure there’s a guy making six figures that just throws a dart at a board every day to decide the generation schedule. He wakes up, makes some coffee, tosses a dart, kicks his neighbor’s dog, steals his paper, and goes back to bed. So check the schedule daily because we never know where the random paper stealing, dog kicking, dart guy will put us.
Until next time my friends we thank you for reading this mess and following us. Hopefully we’ll have more good news in the coming days. We’re out in full force this weekend so keep watching Facebook, Instagram, and Twitter. We’ll be posting as often as we can.