You can’t rain on our parade
We spent the morning at a high school graduation. My god daughter was graduating college. When I woke up I started to put on my Macy’s suit only to realize that I left the ink tag on the jacket. I wasn’t about to try DIY ink tag removal to risk turning into the blue man group. We took my god daughter to the convention center and sat.
We made plans to meet up with Captain Chris Scalley of River Through Atlanta at 4pm so we had some time to sit down and eat a reasonable meal. Of course it was raining while we ate and Alex looked at me with concern for the afternoon float trip. This rain is going to completely change the water conditions. It better not screw up my chances of catching a trout on a fly rod.
No more chocolate milk
We jumped in the Jeep around 3pm and headed out to the Chatachochee National Forest. This is only a quick 40 minute drive from Decatur. When we arrived, the water had completely flushed out the early rain and we no longer saw chocolate milk! Woohoo! We had a solid 3-4 feet of water visibility. Game on.
The hook-ups continue to happen
Like a lot of our trips thus far on the tour we immediately began hooking up to fish. Today, we were using a stone fly nymph with a San Juan worm trailer. It worked like a charm. The Rainbow Trout were loving the San Juan worm. I caught three Rainbow Trout (another one added to our species count!) and decided I had done enough fishing for the day, so I handed the rod to Alex.
With in five minutes Alex was hooked up to his first Trout on a fly rod.
Alex catches his first Trout on a fly rod
After Alex caught a few more, I jumped back on the Fly Rod and started throwing Streamer Flys for Brown Trout. It was already starting to rain again but had had one good chase on the Streamer. We all said it was 100% a Brown Trout but you know how that goes with fish stories.
We were both pumped that we were able to pull this short trip off with such short notice and crappy weather conditions. Regardless, we only got about 2 hours of fishing in before the next thunder clouds rolled in and started flashing lightening over the river. It was a sign to get outta there and retreat to the Tour Jeep.
That night we spent the little time we had left telling stories of the first 2 weeks of the Tour and of course showing off fish pictures. We had stuffed our faces with real food and hit the beds for an early rise.
Next stop Guntersville Alabama chasing big ol’ Southern Largemouth Bass.