You never know what you are going to get when you do a little exploring. That is just what we found this morning in the Wild Basin (See post 'Vrain not the place to be...6/18/14). Heading up to the Tom-Tom is not usually the same story. I am pretty familiar with the entire Big T basin up to 'The Pool' or so. The only thing I wasn't sure of today was the conditions.
I knew that it was flowing in the low 200's as of the last few days or so but wasn't quite sure what the fishing would be like up towards the top. As we got up there I could see that the lowest put in from the trailhead was relatively flat and navigable, but almost too much so, as it was real shallow. So as I originally thought, we headed up to my normal put in for this location. As we arrived I noticed a guy in our hole fishing (sheesh) and so I kept walking. As I walked past I noticed that the guy was a lady and wasn't fishing at all, she was just chilling. But I kept ago as I didn't want to mess her chill.
I knew if we kept going the spots would be harder to find but I still liked what I was seeing. About half way to the end of the run, we cut in to fish. I led my client right through a maze of woods cause I knew exactly where we were, and where to go. Upon arriving at what I thought would be a hole, I found across the river a real nice slick behind a huge downed tree. Looked like a perfect place for a small golden Chubby Chernobyl. I tied on and showed my client where to go. After not getting really too close after a few attempts I told him to hand me the rod so I could show him a tip on mending and casting to a hole with an extremely fast current in the middle.
As I cast, I could tell that I was putting my fly right where I was trying to describe. I showed him how to throw a quick mend after the fly landed and then really high stick. It was a perfect demonstration. As I asked him if he got it and then I set my hook. Sweet!
A real fat brown came up to take that big ole' bug. I handed him the rod and said "reel this in". I got down stream from him and watched the trout go right into the current. I told the client to "let him run and then steer him". He did so perfectly and landed my trout. I set the trout on his way and I was happy.
I told him that I thought that fly would work and to do just like that. Well he did, and he got a bunch of bites but never could land one. One trout that looked like he was probably 16" or so even came up and tailed it. But the client missed it.
We kept moving on and I knew where there would be one more hole. We showed up there and sure enough, he was getting all kinds of risers. He missed about 8 or so and then landed a real nice brook.
The rain came in and we headed out. Another good trip in the books.
Tight Lines
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