Thursday, October 26, 2017

Reason Number 38....

           Hello friends and thanks for checking in at the O’Grady Fly Fishing Adventures. There must be thousands of reasons to hire a professional fly fishing guide and if there was a list, then reason number 38 would state: Professional fly fishing guides spend lots of time on the river and know, and even in murky conditions, where to and where not to walk. Today I learned a new place not to walk.(hehe) With that being said, what a great day on the river.

I got to the river at around 11:00 and fish were eating, first two takes ended up straightening the hook but the rest of the day almost every run had fish munching on the A&W. The construction below the damn had plenty of debris and a little mud but the fish didn’t seem to mind. I don’t think the construction is going on during the weekend so if you get a chance, get here Saturday and Sunday. I was going to be sitting down tonight and tomorrow and tying up a limited number of A&W’s and will have them in the shop. The fly should be awesome until the next serious cold snap. As always Connell, Cat, Winston and the Drift Fly Shop want to thank you for reading…..

Sunday, October 15, 2017


                Hello friends and thanks for checking in at the O’Grady Fly Fishing Adventures. I know it has been a while since I have sat down and pecked out my thoughts and this is the reason why. You may find it a little hard to believe but I consider myself a very positive person and I love to relay that in my writing. This fall has been very disappointing to me; my Huskers have become fodder for not only the best, but the mediocre college football teams as well. The NFL, the true epitome of capitalism, has become a bunch of unwatchable cry babies. It seemed every time I turned on the news, I was disgusted by how humans were acting in the world, and to top things off, one of the great musicians of my era passed away. My favorite escape is spending time on the water with my wife and my dog, and this fall’s fishing has been extra difficult for me. I like to pride myself by the amount of big fish that I land and it has been over a month since I have landed anything huge. With that kind of fall, I found it difficult to sit down and write.
                On Tuesday, the Drift hosted a corporate guide trip and we got to guide several clients that had never touched a fly rod. I was expecting a difficult day but I also remembered how awesome it was in the beginning of my fly fishing journey. The smell and sound of the water, the trees rustling in the wind and with every cast, the excitement that this just might be the drift. I could spend hours casting over and over and if just one fish ate my stuff, it was worth it. The guide trip consisted of manly men but every hook up brought a squeal that sounded like a nine year old on Christmas morning. The little fish were landed with glee and the break offs, brought a yelp, a quick what did I do and ended with laughter. We finished off the day with them all swapping stories in the parking lot and I realized that maybe I had been missing what Fly Fishing is all about.
                Cat, My American Girl, was stuck in the shop today so Pooh-dog and I were on our own for fishing. My main goal for the day was to keep in mind, what fishing can do for the soul. I got to the water at around 10:30 and the water was a milky green. As I stepped in, last night’s drubbing from OSU disappeared. I began to cast, and The Waiting Is the Hardest Part when my indicator shot up river. The fish took me around the rocks and I said “Don’t Do Me Like That” and after making an incredible line throw over the rock, the fish headed down river. I started chasing, being very careful not to be Free Falling, and after working him into the perfect landing spot, I could almost hear him say that He Won’t Back Down, and the hook pulled from his lip. I thought “You Got Lucky” and I started to laugh. The river felt like home again, Even the Losers Get Lucky Some time. I spent the next two hours hole jumping and landing several dinks. I didn’t squeal but every drift felt like this could be the one, and for three hours, my mind was at peace.

                It was sure great to have the river in a proper perspective today. Conditions were not great but a great time was had by all. If you are planning on making down to the Ark then there are a few things you need to be aware of. Just above Juniper Bridge, there has been some construction making the water muddy up at different times. Alex is trying real hard to get some type of communication going so that we have some sort of idea as to when we will be expecting the mud. They were not working this weekend and the water is green from turnover but not brown from construction. Keep checking with the shop and hopefully we will have a clue as to the clarity. Fish today were all taken on a beaded soft Hackle and a Whisker nymph. As Always, Connell, Cat, Winston, The Late Tom Petty, and the Drift Fly Shop want to thank you for reading…