Wednesday, September 17, 2014
The little things
The flats are littered with blue wings, their tiny wings etching the surface of the glassy water. The waves come off in such strategic zones that if you are not in the right place at the right time, you'll never even know they're even around. The fish know though, all of the time. The first few days are always the best, and as the cold creeps in the bugs dissipate, signaling the finale of fall. Those early days though, when the fish are dumb and the flies big, make for some of the best to be had all year. With everything that can be done with a fly rod these days, and a constant barrage of exotic locales daily, I still think a 5wt, a # 12 parachute and rising fish is the best.