What a day for fishing. The weather was perfect partly sunny mostly cloudy barley any wind SWEET.
I said to myself on Friday evening that i was only going to use the flies that i had tied myself so i started the day with a phesant tail nymph. After 3 casts i feel a slite tug so i try to set the hook *wiggle wiggle* *spit* Damn lost that one but i know that my fly is good enough. After about 35 min of fishing and talking to my buddy i deside that it is time to go to the other end of the lake “my spot”. 15 min and 2 casts later hes on and he makes a beeline rite for me so i have no idea what size fish it is until he turns and makes his run for deeper water. By this time i had managed to get him on the reel. Then he jumps about 4 times in a row and i know that it is a nice fish. The fight goes on for about 5min but feels like an hour. With net inhand i land the fish with a deep sigh and a big big smile i unhook and get my freind to take a pic and a mesurment befor the release. Then it hits me that this is the first fish that i caught on a fly that i tied myself. Good Times Good Times.
Jag undrar bara en sak…. när kommer nästa inlägg???