You gotta move because the fish do too. One day they may be here and the next day they might be there. What an afternoon. I wouldn’t have wanted to be anywhere else other than Maine. I got out of work around 3:30. Stopped by Flyfishing Only in Fairfield and I was at Shawmut in no time. There were a bunch of other guys there, but the Kennebec is so big, and there is plenty of room. I see Marshall, fishing a great seam and catching fish. My friend Billy shows up, throws on an Olive Wooly Bugger and he’s got a nice Brown on in no time. The water is cool, the air is warm. A perfect trout day. So, today I applied a lesson that I learned from a great Steelhead fisherman. Move. Find a spot. Take a few casts, if you get nothing move. Move until you find the fish. It worked great. I aggressively fished every possible seem, run, hole, rock, etc.. I picked up a lot of nice rainbows and a brown. I fished a coned head wooly bugger size 10. I fished it every way imaginable. Dead drift, fast strip, slow strip, up stream, downstream and across stream. I got takes every which way. I have a secret to fishing the Kennebec. The kennebec is a big river and like all big water it can be intimidating. The key is to simplify. Instead of looking at all that water, break it down. Find the little rivers within the river. Find the little holes within the big holes. There are seems and cross currents everywhere. See these things and treat each one as its own entity. This works for me and it helps me to focus on each cast and drift as a unique presentation. These are simply little tricks that work for me, maybe they won’t work for you. Maybe you like to stand in one spot all day and maybe you catch equal amounts of fish. Whatever floats your boat. There are a million methods and everyone has their own way. That’s what makes fly fishing so much fun. For me, it’s all about moving. Covering a lot of water. Seeing things that can not be seen and tricking trout in more ways than one.
