Ok, so Jack wagged school and Alexi joined us at the last minute. We got below the Dam at Aniwhenua around 1100 hrs or so. The sun was high and clear but it was still under 20 degrees C. The trout were there but they were not interested. Jack cast a soft bait. They followed but did not take. I tried a krystal orange booby on the sink tip line. I got one nibble but did not hook up. I tried an Adams Humpy dry fly as some fish were rising. They did not look. Jack and Alexi went down to a swimming hole above the falls. I moved down the the next spot which is actually "The Barrell" I have been talking about for years. I tried the same dry fly, casting to a school of 100 trout. They did not look. 25 years ago I went through the same process until I put on a globug. I tied on a bead head pheasant tail nymph with one of the many globugs from the globug pack and the globug and muppet pack. Every cast the school scattered then came back. Every fly was taken every time. The list goes like this: champagne globug with a fluorescent yellow dot, orange with a red dot, egg sack pink, pink with a red dot, orange muppet with a red dot, pink orange and chartreuse, egg sack orange, bead head pheasant tail nymph then a chironomid buzzer once I ran out of globugs. I could have carried on all day but it seemed a bit silly. Neither Jack or Alexi caught a fish but they could not be bothered going down to try. Such is the life of Plenty.
So I killed two browns, I think to have mercy on them. Alexi filleted both of them and smoked them, all by herself. Skills she will have for the rest of her life. It was just another day in paradise!
