Fly Fishing Nashville

It’s always fun to fish with Greg. We have a routine and it works, usually. This day we got an early start and we’re away from the ramp then on our way. Some other boats were pushing us, but we found what I thought was a good pace. Greg began picking up fish pretty quick and we settled into our rhythm as the other boats gained on our position. We had clean, traffic-less water all to ourselves for most of the morning and Greg was bringing the SNITs to the net with regularity. We entered the flat looking to the run along the bank. We set up early and drifter quietly moved across the grass. Greg dropped the cast into the feeding lane. Feeding lanes are important...

A friend of mine used to tell me “feeding lanes are important in our line of work”. He was right too. Not only are they a conveyor belt for food, they also can carry oxygen and if there’s cover around it is all the better. 

Greg dropped the fly in the feeding lane next to some downed trees that have been in the river as long as I can remember. He got a real nice float on the fly and...nothing. He picked up the extra line with a few strips and laid the fly on the downstream side of the structure. The fly settled into a good drift and Greg set the hook at exactly the right time. He brought the fish out of the slot and onto the flat. The net was there waiting and we boated a pretty good brown for our troubles. In reality we were drifting along on the river and left our troubles on the gravel bar when we launched. But, well, boating a Brown for our troubles sounded good, so I went with it. We grabbed a couple shots of this fish and let the cool water pass over the gills. The fish was ready and able to go but we held it in the net until the kick of the tail felt just right and then turned the net to let go. The brown went to the bottom and then slid out of view.

We grabbed a couple shots of this fish and let the cool water pass over the gills. The fish was ready and able to go but we held it until the kick of the tail felt just right and then turned the net to let go. The brown went to the bottom and then slid out of view.

It wasn’t long before the other boats made their way past us. We never let them know how we were really doing because they were moving along at a quick pace and there was no sense in slowing them down. The rest of the day brought some more nice fish to the net, but we would continue to reference that cast, the float, the hookset, and that brown that came from the slot just across the flat.

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