We tied on a couple smelt patterns and trolled down the western shore of the lake, where he got his fish earlier, casually paddling and looking for rises, as some bugs were on the water. We came into one cove, and sure enough, saw a rise. We put some streamers over him, but no luck. I put my floating line on and tied on a size 16 parachute Adams, watching for another rise, but couldn't find one.
They were cruising and I wasn't able to get in front of him. We waited it out and then, ten minutes or so later, another cruiser came up. We paddled hard and got into position. I put a cast in front of him, but he went down for good. No solid hookups. That was the last rise we saw in the evening.
That was the first dry fly I have tied onto a leader since last fall. Stalking rising trout I think is one of the funnest ways to fly fish for trout. This one got lucky. In two weekends, I'll be putting dries in rings on Pierce Pond. Yeehaw!
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