One Last Fling

le tigre

corey battling the elements

wind and snow=colder then a witch's tit

scuds

wish they were mine

corey working the ponds

Corey, after about 3 months, was finally able to get out to fling a fly or 2. again, with most rivers still un-fishable we took to the stillwater. spring held up it's end of the weather deal and kicked our ass with a ferocious wind, a little sun and a bit of snow. corey threw streamers and i opted for chironomids, scuds, hares ears and a soft hackle. i landed 1 tiger on a chironomid and lost another. corey had some follows with the bigger stuff. later in the day corey managed a small 'bow' while i lost a really big fish. we tried our luck in some of the beaver stuff where corey took a nice little brown and i discovered that there are brook trout in there. i didn't realize that. the drive was long, the weather was brutal and the fishing was less the stellar, but at least i got to fish with corey 1 last time before i head north. i started getting sick the night before and took some medications while fishing and i don't know exactly what the deal was but while driving i could'nt hardly stay awake anymore so corey had to drive the rest of the way. thanks corey for doing that, i probably would've have hurt us both.