I started out with a size 8 olive woolly bugger bead head. It's one of my go-to searching patterns when I really have no idea what the fish are feeding on. The great thing about the woolly bugger is that it doesn't resemble one particular food source, it has characteristics of a large variety of foods that trout feed on. There really is no wrong way to fish a woolly bugger.
For any beginners out there, this is your typical woolly bugger. It's the perfect beginner fly, easy to fish and easy to tie. You can fish it by stripping, swinging, dead drifting and even floating the un-weighted ones. It catches trout and salmon all over the world. There aren't many days that a trout won't bite a woolly bugger if fished properly. They come in all colors and sizes. You've just got to try them all to find out which ones you like best for different situations!
Here's on that I tied myself. Let me know what you think of it!
About 20 minutes after I got there, the line finally became tight! It was a beautiful female brook trout in it's spawning colors! When I picked it up for the release a couple eggs fell out into the water. Don't want to harm those!
After I released her I spent a few more minutes casting around the olive woolly bugger with no results. I didn't even want to think about trying to cast an un-weighted fly straight into the wind so I threw on a rust colored woolly bugger size 6. I had a couple hits from fast stripping the rusty bugger back in but didn't end up hooking anything. I went with a new approach and decided to let it sink down for a while after I cast under an overhanging hemlock branch. When I made my first pull to start stripping line back in it was already tight and my rod was bent in half. The fish wasn't going crazy making any runs but it clearly had a good amount of weight to it. After a few more rod tip bounces, the fish started causing a commotion on the surface. I saw a wide off white tail covered in black spots come splashing out of the water and then... it was gone. No more tension. By the looks of it that fish may have been close to two pounds. The massive splashing tail scene was almost an instant replay of a fish that my buddy Steve lost in the Tooky a few years back. I guess that's just karma repaying me for the flak I gave Steve for losing that beastly rainbow in the Tooky.
In a bit of a frustrated mood, I went back to stripping the rusty bugger in. After a while I hooked another beautiful brookie! This one was a male. He actually had quite the kype (hook jaw) on him for such a little guy. Can't really see it that well in the picture due to a very inconveniently placed piece of grass. After releasing this one, fingers felt like they were going to fall off from the wind chill so I decided to call it a day.
I'm not exactly sure where or when my next fishing adventure will be but I will keep my results posted! I will definitely be fishing the Contoocook this upcoming weekend. The fish are still biting so get out there! Can't be afraid of a little cold weather if you live in NH. They make warm clothes for a reason!
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