Where did June go? Seriously like a week ago I was trying to figure out what to get Julie for Mother’s day. I went a bit overboard and got her a new car. I won’t be able to top that so I might be writing next year’s Mother’s day report from the playhouse in the back yard.
I put up a Father’s day report without actually being able to share my Father’s day with you. I never guide on Father’s day for obvious reasons. I’m a father and that’s my day to be lazy and let my family treat me like a king. That’s how it was for the first few years of my young fatherhood. Now I’m 40 and I’m starting to see things a bit differently. Father’s day should be about being a father and not about being pampered because you made a couple of kids. My favorite memories with my girls are of us floating the river as they’ve grown up. I taught them how to cast a fly, set a hook, and fight a fish since they were way too young to do it. This year we fished the river on Father’s day and my little girls fished with little instruction. I heard them tell each other, “Hey you need to mend.” It was a parenting win for me. My girls can fly fish. They both caught some nice fish. At the end of the day they planted some lasting memories in my head. I hope all of the dads reading this got to create a few memories on Father’s day. It won’t be long before we’re not cool anymore.
But speaking of something cool, I got to teach the new host of Kentucky Afield how to fly fish! I was pretty nervous leading up to this shoot. In the past I’d taken Tim Farmer, a guy with one arm who can do anything, and we always caught fish. This time I had a guy who had never fly fished who is a die hard bass fisherman. Putting a bass fisherman in a driftboat is like putting a Amish guy in a Ferrari. He’s waaaaay out of his element.
As you would think my nervous expectations were quickly vanquished as Chad had a fish in the net just a few feet from the boat ramp. Getting that first fish in the net is the ice breaker on every trip and this one was a good one. Chad was now a fly fisherman. Over the course of the day we got to know each other and somehow put together a pretty good shoot for the river. It was a very instructional shoot and that’s what I wanted. Too many people shy away from fly fishing because it looks way too complicated. It’s not. Remember when tying your shoes was complicated? All it takes is one good lesson and it becomes second nature. Get out there and try it. It’s a lot of fun and its way easier than you think.
On Friday and Saturday I had my old buddy Scott and his bride to be, Hope. What a lucky guy Scott is. Hope is not only a lot of fun but she actually encourages him to go fishing. This weekend she joined him to see what all of the fuss was about. As it turns out she can put fish in the net despite her rookie status in the fly fishing world. He brought her along to get her prepped for the Bighorn in Montana. I think she’s ready. Scott and Hope were high school sweethearts who parted ways after they graduated and found each other 30 something years later. They’re getting married next year. That’s pretty cool if you ask me. Tight lines you guys. Cheers to many happy years on the river.
It goes without saying that the fishing is really good on the Cumby right now. Fly selection is as you would expect. Red Copper Johns, Prince Nymphs, Pheasant Tails, and zebra midges are getting the job done all day. We got a few on dry flies using an elk hair caddis and an Griffith’s gnat. Streamer Troy was putting fish in the net using white buggers. Shocking isn’t it?
Our buddy Brad has some openings on the Hatchery Creek and has been putting some impressive fish in the net in the past few days. Look him up on Facebook under Redmon Fly Fishing.
Give us a call folks. We can put you on the fish. They’re pretty hungry right now. Don’t forget to follow us on Facebook (Cumberland Drifters Guide Service), Twitter @kytrout, and Instagram @kyflyfisher. We’re always posting fishy goodness.
Have a safe and fun 4th of July weekend my friends!