Feelings.......

  Hello all and thanks for checking in at The O”Grady Flyfishing Adventures. I was standing in the river today and like most days my mind began to drift into a far, far, far away time. Not too long after Cat and I were married, we decided that the vehicle she was driving probably needed to be replaced. We toyed with the idea a little and then one day we drove to Denver and bought Cat the Van. We stopped to eat dinner that evening in Denver and while we were sitting there Cat began to get a little teary eyed. Now I figured it was because she couldn’t believe how generous and awesome I was and so humbly, I asked what was wrong. The answer was not what was expected; in my incredible wife’s quirkiness, she said that her old car was going to have its feelings crushed. Six years later when we were replacing the van with the Xterra, it was the same thing all over. She was thrilled with the new vehicle but so saddened to hurt the old one feelings. Now any of you getting your hopes up that she might be hurt but still trade me in for a newer model, NOT A CHANCE.

  So why was that running through my head today, let me tell you first about my last two days on the water. Sunday I fished with my old friend Tino for a few hours and only hooked one fair fish all day. Today I got out this afternoon and met up with another friend. As I was walking down to meet up with Mitch I anxiously looked for a Red that was once again full of fish. I was hoping the spawn was over but anther ten feet or so and I saw a new red that was also covered with spawners. I knew at that moment that fishing was not going to be great today but was just really looking forward to standing in the river. I walked and fished a little with Mitch and then he had to take off. I headed down river and then worked my way up but could not find any feeding fish. I walked into the stretch below peek-a-boo and there they were, true “Fish Porn”, at least 25 fish covering forty feet of bank. I headed back up river and finally found a few fish, I hooked three but never got one to the net. I caught myself flinching a few times trying to get to my camera but my camera kept getting put back and then as my incredible wife’s quirkiness rubbed off on me, I felt sorry for my poor, lonely, neglected, camera. Holy smoke did that thought really just go through my head. Panicked, I knew I had to put the camera to use (for my sake, not the cameras) and I snapped pics of two out of the three sexiest things I know; Winston and my rig. Cat would have been first but she was stuck at work.

  The flows dropped again today but I don’t think that is the problem with fishing right now. I fully expect the spawn to end very quickly and expect the fish to gorge as soon as they are done. Although the 400+ cfs can be difficult to maneuver, the fish will begin to pig out soon. As always Connell, Cat, Winston, Solon Nissan, and The Drift Fly Shop want to thank you for reading…….