The Hurricane had worked its way into our neck of the woods, and although the weather wasn't bad here, it led to a lot of trip cancelations. So you ask yourself, should I go fishing today? The water is low water, it's cloudy, and this is your favorite month. Yes, we're going fishing.
I've been on a few solo big fish hunts, and more often than not the fish wins. It's incredibly difficult to land a large trout from a drift boat by yourself. I'll explain. You hook the fish, and it decides to swim downstream. You have to let it run, or you risk breaking the 6x. If you pull the anchor, and the fish starts swimming at the boat, the line will begin to get slack. The trout will most likely swim you into a snag. You might not have a clue the fish is gone. The line may stay relatively tight, but show no signs of movement. There's a good chance you'll find the line hung-up with no fish in sight. And that's the worst feeling you can get while fly fishing. That dead quiet moment when you finally realize the fish is gone. Defeated and heart-broken you pull what's left of your rig from the snag.
Fortunately, when I hooked this fish it swam upstream instead. She wasn't cooperating just playing nice. After about 45 seconds our battle was at the boat. That trout and I must have wrestled it out for close to 8 minutes with just leader between us. My arm went numb from elbow to the thumb, and I'm not going to lie, I briefly thought about dropping the rod tip and giving up. I was tired. But then it happened, she began to rise off the bottom to a net-able range. βThere's hope,β I thought to myself. The adrenaline set in, and my arm got a second wind. About a min later she slipped into the net. #26 #salmotrutta #flyfishtennessee #browntrout #troutporn #helios2