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06-22-2012, 07:58 PM
Been fishing Dragon lk off and on for about 15 + years now, has been good to us over the years. Always can dredge up a couple rainbows, even on the worst day. Haven't been there much over the last couple years, this year I decided to spend a bit more time there, and with absolutely no urging what so ever my daughter who is in between her gade 12 finals offered to come along.
At 6:30 am we put the last of the stuff in the truck and with a stop for fuel ( and Timmy's of course ) we were on our way. The hour and a half drive went by in a flash with all the talk of past trips, fall college courses and numerous other things to fill our time. The boat slid into the water at a little after 9 and we were off to the other end of the lake.
While the boat skimmed over the glassy water she assembled the rods, fished the line through the eyelets and waited patiently until the 50 horse merc cut back to an idle, then silence at last. Now the fly selection, an olive bead headed leach perhaps, and a smallish muddler might work. A quick refresher on knot tying and she flipped the 5 wt sinking line into the clear water beside the boat. A turn of the hand grip and the electric came to life, the sounder read 15 feet, barely had we settled into our seats and my 4 wt bent, the reel buzzed as the first fish hammered the leach.
Both lines back in the water, direction sorted out, just settled back into our seats, I start a slow turn. My daughters reel screams, the fish is out into the backing so quick, the line slack for just a split second and the fish swims free. As she retrieves her line to check the leader my rod whips around as a 19 inch rainbow slams the fly. Hard to believe this has all happened in about 20 minutes.
Today the muddler was king, why, who knows, not the fly I'd have bet on when we left the launch. We spent 6 hours on Dragon today and had 6 double headers, at times we weren't able to get both lines out before we had a fish on. My daughter finally brought her line in and laughed, said it was the only way she'd be able to eat her sandwich. In all the years I've fished I've only had one other day like this, on Brown lake about 10 years ago. Heck, she even caught one with her line hanging 10 feet under the boat while I was landing a fish, should have see the look on her face, rod almost went into the drink.
Fish were all about 2 1/2 pounds or so, some a bit smaller, a few busted 3 lbs, great fun on 4 and 5 wts gear. She did hook a much larger one early in the day, leader snapped after a hard run, it disappeared with the only #8 guarantee I had left in my fly box.
This is my second trip to Dragon this season, both have been outstanding action, but today was one of those days you only get on rare occasions. Sound a bit like a fairy tale, should have been there, it felt like one too. We both look forward to the next time out on the water.
At 6:30 am we put the last of the stuff in the truck and with a stop for fuel ( and Timmy's of course ) we were on our way. The hour and a half drive went by in a flash with all the talk of past trips, fall college courses and numerous other things to fill our time. The boat slid into the water at a little after 9 and we were off to the other end of the lake.
While the boat skimmed over the glassy water she assembled the rods, fished the line through the eyelets and waited patiently until the 50 horse merc cut back to an idle, then silence at last. Now the fly selection, an olive bead headed leach perhaps, and a smallish muddler might work. A quick refresher on knot tying and she flipped the 5 wt sinking line into the clear water beside the boat. A turn of the hand grip and the electric came to life, the sounder read 15 feet, barely had we settled into our seats and my 4 wt bent, the reel buzzed as the first fish hammered the leach.
Both lines back in the water, direction sorted out, just settled back into our seats, I start a slow turn. My daughters reel screams, the fish is out into the backing so quick, the line slack for just a split second and the fish swims free. As she retrieves her line to check the leader my rod whips around as a 19 inch rainbow slams the fly. Hard to believe this has all happened in about 20 minutes.
Today the muddler was king, why, who knows, not the fly I'd have bet on when we left the launch. We spent 6 hours on Dragon today and had 6 double headers, at times we weren't able to get both lines out before we had a fish on. My daughter finally brought her line in and laughed, said it was the only way she'd be able to eat her sandwich. In all the years I've fished I've only had one other day like this, on Brown lake about 10 years ago. Heck, she even caught one with her line hanging 10 feet under the boat while I was landing a fish, should have see the look on her face, rod almost went into the drink.
Fish were all about 2 1/2 pounds or so, some a bit smaller, a few busted 3 lbs, great fun on 4 and 5 wts gear. She did hook a much larger one early in the day, leader snapped after a hard run, it disappeared with the only #8 guarantee I had left in my fly box.
This is my second trip to Dragon this season, both have been outstanding action, but today was one of those days you only get on rare occasions. Sound a bit like a fairy tale, should have been there, it felt like one too. We both look forward to the next time out on the water.