North & South Fork Ogden

I know it’s too early to tell, but I think my baby, Jacqueline, may be joining along in the pursuit to “Fish the World One River at a Time” she joined her older sister “B” and I for an afternoon on the North & South Fork of the Ogden.

I can’t say how much she will actually fish, but who really cares if you are hell bent on hooking up, or if you are just out there to enjoy the river? I don’t think Beezer is really that much into actually fishing, I think it’s more about getting into the mountains, and out of the city. What does it matter what anyone’s motivation is, as long as they are there with you—the rest is up to them.

If you take a look at the pic’s, it just won’t do it justice to how many caddis were coming off the water. I don’t know if I have ever been in a hatch like this one. At one point I turned a corner and so many caddis were flying up river, swarming past me, I had to close my eyes and mouth. I have seen a hatch going off, but never one like this. But here’s the odd part, I did not see one fish rise—not one.

I kept tying on a variety of caddis patterns, but not a single slurp. I assumed that maybe they had their fill, and that they just couldn’t stuff one more yummy caddis down their gullet. But that doesn’t make any sense to me either. When do fish ever really stop eating, especially during a hatch like that? When the dinner bell rings it’s time to eat baby!

I decided to swing soft, who knows maybe they are sub surface eating these bugs before they are hatching, besides we are working down river anyhow, and that technique will lend itself perfectly. Bingo got a few little ones to play. What I’m not really sure about is was it getting the fly a couple inches under water that got them to take…?