Bizarre

Thought I’d head out this morning for a couple of hours to the small lake I’ve been fishing recently.  I have plans to fish this evening as well, but the weather forecast is calling for possible thunderstorms and rain.  It was cloudy and windy earlier but no thunderstorms happening.

It was very breezy when I started fishing and no surface activity so I thought I’d try the regular wooley bugger,  leech, blob,  and similar patterns.  For an hour and half, I fished, trying various depths and retrieves – and nothing.  I tried a buzzer pattern – figured, “why the heck not, nothing else is working” and still not even a strike.

Finally, I tied on my Malteser fly.  Would you believe two fish on this thing again? It makes no sense at times. It’s a pattern I tied up more of a joke than anything else – just to say I had tied up a fly from my dog’s hair.  And they are all very messy ties – but yet the thing gets me fish sometimes when nothing else will.  A yellow bead, lots of red thread, and white Maltese dog hair.  Heh.

If this keeps up, maybe in spite of how annoying this little dog is with all his barking, he’ll be worth the thousand bucks we paid for him.

After the second fish, I started hearing thunder and thought it might be a good time to get off the lake.  It also might be a good time to tie up more of these flies.

“Here, Rudy… come on pup….”  Now where’s my scissors…