Sunday’s Catch

Fishy Bits

It was a rainy Sunday morning and nothing was biting on any of my flies. I waited out the storm anticipating a new hatch of midges, and the trout started hitting on skimming midges. This big beauty came in on a roll cast where I was flanked by dense willow scrub. -or- replace that with heavy industrial scenario.

Ground smooth with welds.

Pinholes filled. Cap on. Tail pockmarks filled.

All stitched up.

This one curves enough to need a brace to stand up alone.

everything where it should be. if anyone is counting this is #5 of 6

ready for metal chase

I left metal chase for tomorrow, as the neighbors were having a children’s birthday party in their back yard, with a big tent by our yard to hear our pond waterfall. Welding doesn’t make any noise, but chasing runs the big air compressor and nothing pierces kid fun like the sound of dentist drills tearing through metal.