I skipped out of work early Wednesday, April 29th and fished the Tully from 4PM until 7:15PM. My son, Adam, is 12 and I am teaching him, so we only fished his rod with me occassionally showing him technique. The air temperature was 75 degrees and beautiful. I left work because I was convinced that caddis would be exploding off the creek and a rise would be on. I was excited about getting Adam to catch his first trout on a dry fly... tried last year at Penn's, but failed.
Flow was perfect. Water temperature good too at 56 degrees. Clarity was normal for the Tully, slightly off color, but fine visibility, usually an advantage.
Started fishing mid-way between dam and Rebers Bridge. No fish rising. Saw maybe two caddis in the air. Lots of midges hatching. Observed zero fish rising. No other fisherman to be seen. Did not cover huge amounts of water due to Adam, but nymphed very nice runs. Fished caddis pupae, sparkle caddis emergers, pheasant tails, wooly buggers, small picket pin, and more; mostly dead drifted. Caught nothing.
Moved down to under the 222 overpass. Saw about two fisherman at Rebers Bridge and several at the stream bend close to the road near the overpass. Was surprised when no other fisherman were parked under the overpass at 6:00. Again, no rising fish seen in this section. Nymph fished nice runs with no action. Finally, around 7:00, my father-in-law caught one 12" brown on a soft-hackle pheasant tail fished deep. It was in a run that Adam had just fished.
Was a great time on the water with my son and his grandfather, but did not hold the excitement of catching fish. Adam enjoyed it, but told me that he would have had more fun golfing with us.
As is our usual "jab", my father-in-law told us that "The good fisherman were catching fish". In this case, fish was not meant in the plural form.