With spring taking its sweet time, a friend of mine decided it was time to camp no matter the weather this past weekend. I wasn’t able to join the camping expedition, but did head out with a buddy to meet up with him and fish Sunday. When we arrived, there was a smoldering campfire in the partially shoveled-out campsite.
They happened to be the only campers in the park aside from the turkeys and deer.
Light snow was falling, temperatures were in the upper 20s to lower 30s, sky was cloudy, and winds were brisk but not overwhelming. The water was very clear. A few fish were rising to midges, enough to coax me into tying on a midge dry after a couple hours of nymphing, and I tagged a couple small fish on top, otherwise we caught our fish on small PT’s, small wet flies, and midge larva patterns. I fished a size 18 pheasant tail and a chironomid most of the outing, which succeeded in bringing a half dozen fish to hand in a relatively short amount of time.
After a few hours, the desire for comfort exceeded the desire to fish any longer, and we left the water around 3pm. Not a bad day on the water, enough fish to scratch the itch as we wait for the days to warm up going into April.