Chasing steel at night

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  1. Jim Darden

    Jim Darden Active Member

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    Used to do this in the olden days when it wasn't prohibited on the Stilly and it worked fabulously well. I used a Fall Favorite and they loved it, but I was fishing over water that I knew intimately so there was no guessing on the wading or where to put the fly.......
     
  2. David Dalan

    David Dalan 69°19'15.35" N 18°44'22.74" E

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    I listen to you because you are Zef.
     
  3. Jim Ficklin

    Jim Ficklin Genuine Montana Fossil

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    Well, THAT certainly explains why my success rate at night has dropped-off. Reckon I'm SOL . . . fish must get suspicious when they see 2 "moons." I used a dry line & dark patterns when Ringold had an open season in late summer; you could watch the fish "wake-in" toward the bank as the light faded & boat traffic/other shoreline commotion diminished. Exciting times!
     
  4. Flyborg

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    On a side note...Die Antwoord in Portland next month, and tickets sold out the first night :mad:
     
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  5. David Dalan

    David Dalan 69°19'15.35" N 18°44'22.74" E

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    Not shocked.
     
  6. freestoneangler

    freestoneangler Not to be confused with Freestone

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    Some of my best steelhead fishing memories are of glow-ball fishing across from Blue Creek in the 80's... freezing my ass off in between runs to the fire pit, drinking beer, can't see shit after flashing your gear, all hell breaking loose, and not knowing how many lines are over yours and whether any hope exists you'll land this Ferrari on the end of your line. Yup, some great damn times there to be sure.