

Originally Posted by
tallastro
Getting back into fly fishing after, mumble mumble, 30 years and I'm starting feel good about casting with several outings under my belt now. So last weekend I headed to a small pond that's usually good to me. I put on a small whitish streamer and got to work. Nothing wanted to play at the first spot and I only hung up in the bushes once. While heading to a second spot I noticed a small bass hanging out near cover. Reach the rod out, give a little roll, and work the streamer close - grab. Cool, almost like I know what I'm doing.
So now I'm in a good mood and working my second spot. I make a nice long (for me) cast to a weed bed and just as I start to work the fly, it stops dead. Hmm, bottom? Then it takes off, I set the hook and keep it tight. First jump, wow, that's a big bass, keep it tight. Second jump, zing, streamer comes loose and flutters down in front of me. Gah, how's that possible? I've hung up on I don't know how many trees, bushes, grass for weeks now. So now the only thing a fly can't keep hold of, is the inside of a fish's mouth, great. Looked like 3-4# fish, would have been my biggest on a fly. Oh well.
I finished with a few more good fish but I really wanted that fish.
Bummer. That size fish on fly rod would have been great
2019 LMB Total :406 largest 6.5#; Total over 4:56; lifetime largest 9.25
2019 Crappie Total:50 biggest:2#