Keeping with my goal of producing roughly one post for each week, here is the latest installment. This is a steelhead tube fly very much fashioned after Jeff Hickman’s Fish Taco. I have tied this fly with a blue/black color theme but I’ll reiterate my advice that most steelhead and salmon flies are not intended to be tied EXACTLY as illustrated. Part of the fun and creativity is that each tyer has the freedom to diverge, adapt, and modify flies as you see fit.
If you view this video you will see that I am learning how to edit video, and will probably decide that I have a long way to go in developing my skills.
Thanks for your patience – I hope you find something entertaining here.
I’m starting to get into the swing, figuratively speaking, on editing and posting video content.
The Flame Boss in all its various forms is a glorious fly to fish for steelhead and salmon, heck I bet the anadromous salmonid that can resist this fly is the rare individual indeed. So I’ve taken one of my favorite steelhead flies and adapted it to a tube as shown here in this video.
The Flame Boss—if tied on a shank—would not have quite so voluminous a tail or wing. This fly tied with Pro Sportfisher Marble Fox tail seems shockingly bulky but I promise that it becomes nearly transparent when it swims. Most likely I should use the term translucent. Regardless, it is not overpowering in the water and this is a very effective fly. It is light to cast and the fish love it. A friend brought three winter steelhead to hand during this winter season while swinging this pattern.
Good morning people. You never know what manner of joy the inbox will deliver each day, but sometimes it is really wonderful. Meet new people, share stories, know there probably won’t be time to forge new friendships – judging by the old friendships that have cobwebs on them due to the shortage of time and the things I have chosen to undertake.
But on the bright side, I learned that I’m not the only person who is infatuated with fly art, and many if not most of the people I’ve met are far more advanced in their artistic endeavors than I am.
This morning, I wanted to share a painting by Nathaniel Price, a fellow fly tier – angler – artist.
Thank you Nathaniel, for sharing this image to inspire my tying.
If several people were willing to share their art with me I would include their work in one or more of my new books that are presently in production, destined to join the nine titles already available on Amazon.
I had to chuckle the other day when I glanced at my SIMMS Boat Bag and noticed the wild assortment of flies tangled in a little scruffy patch on the top of the Bag. Among the dozen or so flies were three that I had recently fished in a single day, and caught fish on too. Pacific City is a paradise for me, my analog to Rodrick Haig Brown’s Campbell River home that I read and dreamed about my entire life. The fishing opportunities within an hour of our cabin are so rich and enjoyable, and while there are certainly more glamorous and exotic destinations around the state and the world, I find myself quite amused and engaged with the fishing here close to PC. The day in question began with a quick trip into the Ocean with Ed and Kevin in their dory, fishing for pacific black rockfish, blue rockfish, and lingcod.
This modest size clouser caught 4 species of bottom fish, including blacks, kings (nope, that is the auto correct changing “lings” to “kings“, blues, and yellowtail rockfish. On the beach by ten AM, I had to rest, so I took a short nap, re-read a few entries in the Fly Fishing Book of Revelationand then headed up to the Town lake, a mere three minutes from the cabin. The little Chironomid nymph in a size 16 was about right to entice a nice summer steelhead kelt that was all shiny and full of jumps and runs, plus a few hatchery trout. Note: the hatchery trout prefer a bead head gold ribbed hares ear nymph to the buzzer.
Back from the lake by 3 PM, I unloaded trout rods, donned waders and cleated boots, and drove up the Nestucca, where I swung flies throughout the evening. I did not hook any steelhead on this particular day, but on many occasions I have, and (fish or no) any evening swinging flies in a river that is only 20 minutes from my door is a great joy.
Of course there is always work to be done, like mowing the lawn, tidying tackle, tying flies, writing about these adventures, working on book creation and sales. and helping Chris with customer recommendations, not to mention an occasional fly tying video. But all in all, life is good and the sight of these 3 flies helped me remember just how diverse the fishing opportunities here on the Oregon Coast. I bet there are many places around this state and others where you could fish three wildly different flies in a single day too, and I’d love to hear from anyone who is willing to share their home water stories.