JT and I were back on the tooth, Horsetooth Reservoir that is, while the rivers were running high…We at least that is the excuse we use so we don’t feel too bad chasing smallmouth bass when trout are calling us!
We loaded up at 5:45am and were on the lake by 6:30. What a gorgeous morning! Calm, cool and cloud cover that was starting to break up and let the sun through. We were not the only ones on the water enjoying the morning; however, no one that needed to be pulled into the marina.
Armed with our Mc-A-Dee’s breakfast and coffee, we were off to Inlet Bay, Dixon Cove and Orchard Cove. The water was a calm, 64 degrees and with the exception of another fisherman from time to time we were on our own.
We rigged up out 6WT rods with a sighter and a nine foot, 5X leader. Our flies of choice throughout the day were a cone head woolly bugger or muddler minnow, size 6, in brown, olive or black. JT decided to get creative and fish a woolly bugger with a nymph dropper and the bass repaid him on more than one occasion.
JT hit them early and hit them consistently throughout the day. A couple of times he offered to let me land the next one!
We stayed parallel to shore and casted to shore, and let the fly drop. Any movement in the sighter or a stop and we were rewarded with a smallie. Catching smallmouth bass on a fly rod is a fun experience. We didn't catch anything of real size; however, beautiful fish none the least. They love to fight.
We focused on structure, rock ledges, points, and varied our retrieves. At times we were successful letting the fly drop, while others, a rapid strip resulted in the fly being hammered.
The strangest catch of the day was a double that JT and I happened into. We both hit smallies and were giving each other the television broadcaster play by play as we landed out fish. We are in the process of unhooking our fish and I hear a click, click sound. Thinking nothing of it, I take a picture of the fish. As I am getting ready to return the fish to the water, I hear click click again. I can’t figure out what the sound is. I am definitely not going to mention to JT that I am hearing noises. HAHAHA I see the tongue move in the fish’s mouth…really? Of course not! Look what I found in the fish’s mouth…
The bass had just had a breakfast of crayfish that was still alive trying his best to get out the fishes mouth, and thought he would wash it down with a little woolly bugger.
It was another great day on the ‘tooth. We rounded out the day with some trout, and a bluegill and sunfish that decided they wanted a go at the woolly bugger, even though it was the same size as they were. We left by 1:00pm, just as the crowds started to arrive!
Tips from the Trip:
The sighter helps… The amnesia monofilament sighter was extremely visible and did not inhibit the cast. Regardless of the lighting it was easy to see subtle takes. I’ll describe it soon, promise.
Vary your presentation… Change up your presentation speed, and don’t be afraid to make the fly move.
Structure includes anything that over hangs the water… Any tree that over hung the lake or was up to 4 feet away from the water’s edge was a perfect place to cast to. The noisy cicadas temped the bass and every once in a while one would fall in. The bass sat under or near the trees waiting for their turn. If a woolly bugger landed there instead it was fish on…