Well its been all quiet on the east tn front it seems. I know for me its tough to get out anywhere for any length of time. Judging by the frostbite fallout, it seems its been a rough go for all. Unfortunately, I was among those who just couldn't make it this time.
I have however, been chomping the bit to get to what sounds like and epic early quill gordon hatch in the park. Its killing me to see and hear reports from other boards of nice browns taken on dries. But alas, all my attempts have been thus far thwarted to seek the post spawn reverie. So desperate times call for desperate measures - my nearest fishable water is the lil' pig. But since the sewage spill tragedy, I've been leery of finding more than just a smallie. EColi is not something I want to catch and release. But the over whelming urges of spring-bin fever is itchin' me like something fierce and I had to scratch it - and at this point, no matter the cost.
So I trucked it down to one of my favorite bronzeback holes in search of something to stretch my line. I only had an hour and I know that the water still would be quite chilly despite our early spring weather. So with atropine/ 2pamcloride auto-injectors in hand, I plied the waters of refuse and waste in search of something brown... but...uhhh, preferably with fins and gills. Anyhow, as the second cast skimmed though the riffles and swung in to the pool with a slow retrieve, there it was... that ol familiar thump. Like a beat from a favorite tune, the rhythmic notation telegraphed up the line, through my cheaply build home made beater rod, and pulsed through my arm...I like this song.
At any rate, it was a respectable fight and my itch was scratched...for the moment anyways...

Boomerang

Ain't it always the way? You kinda get something started, ya figure your got it figured out and then life gets in the way and you go way off the reservation....only to come back. And so it has been with this blog. Funny how when I started, there wasn't much in the way of east tn blogs. Since making a departure then returning - there are tons of postings around. It's a good thing because one can get a great sampling of whats going on about the area. Sort of like viewing the varying temps in the region on the late night weather cast. At any rate, I'm trying to bring this thing back online, and I'll post a few outing from the last couple outings to get things rolling. Its been far and few between jaunts. Like I mentioned, life gets in the way. TVA hasn't been very accommodating too. Our tail waters for the most part have been generating around the clock and except for a few couple hour windows - the mountains have been the only real escape . Our oddly warm winter and way early spring have given us an out for the overly generated tail waters as hatches are already popping.
We are rapidly approaching our golden opportunities for fly fisherman in our area - Spring. Quill Gordons are kicking everything off in the park . Large browns are showing up, at except for the occasional disruption of a front passing through, the park has been fishing very well.