For the past 13 years my wife and I have spent our summers on Vancouver Island, getting to know some of the people and the Island itself. Salmon was the original draw as far as fishing is concerned and the thought of catching one on a fly, for me, was overwhelming. Over the years I have fulfilled that desire and then some. Along the way I was introduced to that marvelous little trout they call the sea run cut and I became one of its biggest fans and supporters. Many of the fly patterns I used were ones that several authors shared in their publications (whether they were their own or someone else's) and they worked extremely well. So a big thank you to those who have shared these patterns. I really got the bug when I started wandering the beaches where we stayed, using flies that were not necessarily the norm. A couple of those flies proved to be the most consistent cuttie catchers in my arsenal. This little black bugger with an orange bead became my “go to” fly as it was absolutely deadly. Tied on a Mustad 3906B size 8.
However while looking at some patterns from across the pond (Ireland) I saw one that just jumped out at me screaming cutthroat. I had to try it. To that end I watched a video on tying Dabblers then went to town and tied some up. Knowing cuts and how much they like red I chose that as my "go to" colour. I couldn't wait to try them on some fish. Well this pattern has now surpassed the bugger for these little guys. It is absolute candy for them. Tied on a Mustad 3906 size 10 or 12.
Old family friends use to summer in cabins at the mouth of the Oyster in the 50-70's prior to the Saratoga resort moving in. They are the ones that got be into sea run fishing. Though the steelhead runs are very depleted, the area is still SRC paradise. I was surprised to see they still stock the Oyster with cutthroat. Hopefully that doesn't attract the bobber and worm gang.
That would be a great river to implement fly fishing only regs or maybe a bait ban. Thanks for sharing the info Gary, that's a lovely area that holds some prized searuns. I definitely need to retire up that way, just gotta convince the wife is all
Got out for a couple of hours today. Fish were really lazy. Very little surface activity. Not the usual aggressive takes, just an almost undetectable mouthing of the usual streamer patterns. Switched to a big "Tom Thumb" and let it float by the weed beds. Three gentle takes and two fish landed, biggest ~16". Didn't fight very hard. I wonder if the big full moon effects these trout. Perhaps they partied all night and were hung over. A bunch of small suicidal trout showed up, so I left. I try to avoid catching juvenile trout.
I think I found the reason for the trout's sluggishness this weekend. In observation, all marine wildlife seemed to be lounging about. Walking the dog on the beach this morning I found several rag worms washed up. I tossed one of these 3" monsters back in and was quite surprised how well it darted about. Looked like a jig. I had noted last year in my journal, during the full moon in late June that the only fly the fish were crazy over was one representing such. I guess it was May this year.
A not very summer like July 23. A stiff breeze and choppy water and I was cold. Tides were what I would consider OK but, you can't always pick your days. I fished a few different spots in about 3hrs. Very little activity on the surface. I circulated my favourite patterns through productive locations without a nibble. Finally, I put on what was left of a tattered Tom Thumb. It was hard to keep sight of the bushy fly as it bobbed thru the waves along with the tidal flow, but sure enough, first swing thru the trout attacked, and missed, and again and again. Finally one on, but off just as I got it on the reel. This went on all morning, everywhere I fished. I'm guessing I raised 20 trout, hooking maybe 4 and losing them all. Frustrating!
Observations: Fish must have incredible eyesight to pick out a surface fly in that chop, but are terrible at biting targets on the surface.
Took the dog for a few sticks on a local beach. Thought I might as well make a few casts with what I had in the car. One fly, no net, no waders or gear. Sure enough a gang of trout starting pounding a school of stickleback in the lagoon. A few casts with frustrating tap at the fly with every pull and then finally a committal.
Post by sunshinecoastflyfish on Sept 14, 2016 14:06:52 GMT -8
I have been up in Haida Gwaii for work, and have been taking advantage of my days off. I headed out to the mouth of the chown river last week and finally hooked into my first sea run cuttie. It wasnt that big, but finally catching one in a tidal area had me stoked. White sand dunes, salt air and hungry fish. Shortly after I saw lots of minnows jumping like mad. I was orignally targetting coho, so not wasting time to change out my cali neil, I tossed it into the school and a big cutty hammered it. A great fight on my 7/8 weight. The day yielded 3 sea runs and 2 dollie vardens. No salmon that day, but had an unreal time. I'm going to try and get out more to target these great fish on my local beaches.
Early morning fog but almost no tide movement. First location: dead calm. The biggest movement on the water was my big Tom Thumb landing on the surface. Second spot: a couple of small splashes caught my eye. A cast in the general direction and a small trout took the fly. A few casts later a much larger trout porpoised onto my fly. I played the leaping fish with the loose line in hand and almost got him on the reel when my crappy knot slipped. A huge school of small perch moved in, one after the other I dragged them in. They seemed to like waking flies. It became quite annoying. Just as the fog burnt of I caught another on
Only a few players this morning. A couple of 10 incher's right off the bat. Lost a better fish and then got this one on a popper. Heavy fog kept the hot, bright sun a bay for the first few hours. Big ebb. This trout coughed up a 4 inch salmon smolt.