Making the Most Out of Time Well Spent

I couldn’t have asked for a better day to fish the Sipsey this past Friday. The temperature was in the low seventies with overcast skies most of the day. You notice I said most of the day, which meant I was going to give it my best today for the six hours I was given. I feel every time I visit this place I am making up for loss time in trout fishing. As most of you know I only started fly fishing for trout some ten years ago on the Caney Fork in Tennessee with my son-in-law. Little did I know on this one trip that my fishing perspective would change forever for me? The fly rod now consumes 95% of my fishing experience. The trout on the Sipsey get all my attention now during the late fall and winter months, where in years past I would be fishing for bass on Smith Lake.

I have said this before but I will reiterate it again how I wish I had found the fly fishing passion when I was younger. So everyday I am “GIVEN” now is time well spent landing trout like this beauty with its colors all aglow for Christmas.
The water today was high when I arrived at mid morning. As the day unfolded it begin to reseed. Two generators would be running about an hour before I would leave late afternoon. I’ve learned especially for us older anglers that one doesn’t need to stand an entire wading trip. Snack breaks, fly changes, and a pause just to soak up the beautiful scenery can be excuse enough to find a seat. On the Sipsey those seats come in the form of numerous large boulders scattered up and down the gouge.
This image explains why we as trout fishermen love this sport so much. I could still see vivid colors on its gill plate as it swim back into the fast run it was taken from.
A complete contrast in color scheme here with this healthy bow; it inhaled the nymph so hard I thought I had hooked a rock. Current was the key to today’s trip; the trout were holding in small seams where there were structure such as rocks and fallen timber. One never knows how the trout will react from day to day on the Sipsey. Today numerous trout were in the mood to inhale a number of patterns I cast their way, which made the day special!!   

I couldn’t have asked for a better day to fish the Sipsey this past Friday. The temperature was in the low seventies with overcast skies most of the day. You notice I said most of the day, which meant I was going to give it my best today for the six hours I was given. I feel every time I visit this place I am making up for loss time in trout fishing. As most of you know I only started fly fishing for trout some ten years ago on the Caney Fork in Tennessee with my son-in-law. Little did I know on this one trip that my fishing perspective would change forever for me? The fly rod now consumes 95% of my fishing experience. The trout on the Sipsey get all my attention now during the late fall and winter months, where in years past I would be fishing for bass on Smith Lake.
I have said this before but I will reiterate it again how I wish I had found the fly fishing passion when I was younger. So everyday I am “GIVEN” now is time well spent landing trout like this beauty with its colors all aglow for Christmas.
The water today was high when I arrived at mid morning. As the day unfolded it begin to reseed. Two generators would be running about an hour before I would leave late afternoon. I’ve learned especially for us older anglers that one doesn’t need to stand an entire wading trip. Snack breaks, fly changes, and a pause just to soak up the beautiful scenery can be excuse enough to find a seat. On the Sipsey those seats come in the form of numerous large boulders scattered up and down the gouge.
This image explains why we as trout fishermen love this sport so much. I could still see vivid colors on its gill plate as it swim back into the fast run it was taken from.
A complete contrast in color scheme here with this healthy bow; it inhaled the nymph so hard I thought I had hooked a rock. Current was the key to today’s trip; the trout were holding in small seams where there were structure such as rocks and fallen timber. One never knows how the trout will react from day to day on the Sipsey. Today numerous trout were in the mood to inhale a number of patterns I cast their way, which made the day special!!   

Making the Most Out of Time Well Spent

I couldn’t have asked for a better day to fish the Sipsey this past Friday. The temperature was in the low seventies with overcast skies most of the day. You notice I said most of the day, which meant I was going to give it my best today for the six hours I was given. I feel every time I visit this place I am making up for loss time in trout fishing. As most of you know I only started fly fishing for trout some ten years ago on the Caney Fork in Tennessee with my son-in-law. Little did I know on this one trip that my fishing perspective would change forever for me? The fly rod now consumes 95% of my fishing experience. The trout on the Sipsey get all my attention now during the late fall and winter months, where in years past I would be fishing for bass on Smith Lake.

I have said this before but I will reiterate it again how I wish I had found the fly fishing passion when I was younger. So everyday I am “GIVEN” now is time well spent landing trout like this beauty with its colors all aglow for Christmas.
The water today was high when I arrived at mid morning. As the day unfolded it begin to reseed. Two generators would be running about an hour before I would leave late afternoon. I’ve learned especially for us older anglers that one doesn’t need to stand an entire wading trip. Snack breaks, fly changes, and a pause just to soak up the beautiful scenery can be excuse enough to find a seat. On the Sipsey those seats come in the form of numerous large boulders scattered up and down the gouge.
This image explains why we as trout fishermen love this sport so much. I could still see vivid colors on its gill plate as it swim back into the fast run it was taken from.
A complete contrast in color scheme here with this healthy bow; it inhaled the nymph so hard I thought I had hooked a rock. Current was the key to today’s trip; the trout were holding in small seams where there were structure such as rocks and fallen timber. One never knows how the trout will react from day to day on the Sipsey. Today numerous trout were in the mood to inhale a number of patterns I cast their way, which made the day special!!   

I couldn’t have asked for a better day to fish the Sipsey this past Friday. The temperature was in the low seventies with overcast skies most of the day. You notice I said most of the day, which meant I was going to give it my best today for the six hours I was given. I feel every time I visit this place I am making up for loss time in trout fishing. As most of you know I only started fly fishing for trout some ten years ago on the Caney Fork in Tennessee with my son-in-law. Little did I know on this one trip that my fishing perspective would change forever for me? The fly rod now consumes 95% of my fishing experience. The trout on the Sipsey get all my attention now during the late fall and winter months, where in years past I would be fishing for bass on Smith Lake.
I have said this before but I will reiterate it again how I wish I had found the fly fishing passion when I was younger. So everyday I am “GIVEN” now is time well spent landing trout like this beauty with its colors all aglow for Christmas.
The water today was high when I arrived at mid morning. As the day unfolded it begin to reseed. Two generators would be running about an hour before I would leave late afternoon. I’ve learned especially for us older anglers that one doesn’t need to stand an entire wading trip. Snack breaks, fly changes, and a pause just to soak up the beautiful scenery can be excuse enough to find a seat. On the Sipsey those seats come in the form of numerous large boulders scattered up and down the gouge.
This image explains why we as trout fishermen love this sport so much. I could still see vivid colors on its gill plate as it swim back into the fast run it was taken from.
A complete contrast in color scheme here with this healthy bow; it inhaled the nymph so hard I thought I had hooked a rock. Current was the key to today’s trip; the trout were holding in small seams where there were structure such as rocks and fallen timber. One never knows how the trout will react from day to day on the Sipsey. Today numerous trout were in the mood to inhale a number of patterns I cast their way, which made the day special!!   

Landing Rainbow in Logjams

I finally made it back to the Sipsey Tuesday to connect with the new stockers that were released in the tailrace a couple of weeks ago. I was met this morning with a slight mist and cooler temperatures in the high 40’s, which is a drastic contrast from the hot humid weather I face here in the summer.

As I was suiting up I was wondering if I should wait to tie on a fly before seeing if there was any type of hatch occurring. I do love to land trout here on top and lately that hasn’t been the case; but that little voice kept telling me to suit up, tie up and fish the nymph. My last outing here had me fishing high water and today was supposed to be different with no generating and the guys at the dam held true to their word, generators off all day.
I begin casting today at a set of logjams that span 30 to 40 yards in fairly deep water up the gorge. The water was super clear making it easy to see my prey with my polarized glasses. This area is not fished heavy, simply because most like to fish in shallower water here. This area has depths of 5 to 6 ft. The trout like to use the logs as cover and dart out and nail a fly pattern as it passes over.
Dead drifting nymphs over the logjams and letting it drop produced this dark colored rainbow.
A deep cut on the gill plate of this trout tells me that there is more than trout swimming in this tailrace.
What a great way to enjoy a lunch break sitting on one of the many large boulders that line the waters edge.
 

This rainbow ended a successful trip coming from the waters shown in the video. I filmed the tailrace footage with my camera.  I wish I had been using my video camera for this particular rainbow; lots of air jumps. No way was this trout going to let me whole it for the picture, but it did manage to stay still longer enough for me to get this water image shot before it swim away to freedom. I landed a number of trout today, but what really frustrated me was losing so many fish on this trip. I guess it may be time to change from my 3 weight and go with my 4 weight on my next trip.  

I finally made it back to the Sipsey Tuesday to connect with the new stockers that were released in the tailrace a couple of weeks ago. I was met this morning with a slight mist and cooler temperatures in the high 40’s, which is a drastic contrast from the hot humid weather I face here in the summer.

As I was suiting up I was wondering if I should wait to tie on a fly before seeing if there was any type of hatch occurring. I do love to land trout here on top and lately that hasn’t been the case; but that little voice kept telling me to suit up, tie up and fish the nymph. My last outing here had me fishing high water and today was supposed to be different with no generating and the guys at the dam held true to their word, generators off all day.
I begin casting today at a set of logjams that span 30 to 40 yards in fairly deep water up the gorge. The water was super clear making it easy to see my prey with my polarized glasses. This area is not fished heavy, simply because most like to fish in shallower water here. This area has depths of 5 to 6 ft. The trout like to use the logs as cover and dart out and nail a fly pattern as it passes over.
Dead drifting nymphs over the logjams and letting it drop produced this dark colored rainbow.
A deep cut on the gill plate of this trout tells me that there is more than trout swimming in this tailrace.
What a great way to enjoy a lunch break sitting on one of the many large boulders that line the waters edge.
 This rainbow ended a successful trip coming from the waters shown in the video. I filmed the tailrace footage with my camera.  I wish I had been using my video camera for this particular rainbow; lots of air jumps. No way was this trout going to let me whole it for the picture, but it did manage to stay still longer enough for me to get this water image shot before it swim away to freedom. I landed a number of trout today, but what really frustrated me was losing so many fish on this trip. I guess it may be time to change from my 3 weight and go with my 4 weight on my next trip.