It’s been a month since we’ve fished anything but dries on the Columbia River. Two weeks since we’ve fished anything smaller than size 12. The culprit? October Caddis, of course. Fly-fishing’s funkiest bug comes through again.
Oh sure, conventional caddis, hoppers and Blue-winged Olives are about as well; but why, to mangle a metaphor, pick away at buffet edges when the roast beef is front and center? We’re fishing #6 Flex-Wing Caddis – Hot October, in unconventional places. Skittered, twitched or dead-drifted down the middle – the Columbia’s big rainbows can’t resist them. Neither can I.
Vancouver doctor and New Zealand mate Paul spent a couple of epic days on the Columbia this week. We also dropped over to the Slocan River for a great walk-and-wade, and rounded out the trip by taking a BBQ-sized trout from a nearby put-and-take lake. Paul left with a smile wider than the Canadian High Plains – captured so beautifully by Dave in the blog entry below.
Surely we live in one of the most bountiful and vast countries on earth: dry-fly fishing to trophy trout in mountain tailwater while, a Canada goose hop away, Dave Brown Outfitters guides clients over prairie grass and pointing dogs for Huns and Sharp-tailed grouse.