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"I started
taking crappie, big old bull bream and even some bass so regularly it
looked like they were trying to use my line as a shortcut to evoluting
into land animals."
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For
twenty years now, Gaidies has been trying to convince me that the best
bluegill, crappie and sometimes bass fly known to man is a sinking green
spider described by Circle.
Well, if it's such a hot fly, how come you
can't find anybody who sells it or the sinking sponge to make it with?
Probably because if you could buy or make it, sales would fall off on a
lot of other stuff. But, it's not the best bluegill, crappie and
sometimes bass fly there is. I've been trying to tell Gaidies that just
as long as he's been preaching the green spider gospel according to
Uncle Homer.
The best is a black gnat.
And now I know why.
The first time I realized what a terrific
fly the black gnat is, I was fishing bluegill beds in the Lonestar Lakes
near Suffolk, Virginia. Until then, I was sure, just like most other
folk, that only a "poppin' bug" was suitable for bluegill.
That day Gaidies was taking two or three fish to every one I was tapping
with my poppin' bug. Too proud to ask for a spare green spider if he had
one, I tied on a black gnat. I do believe if I'd caught one more fish
that day, my rod, good as it is, would have taken a permanent set. The
gnat has been working for me ever since.
One time Ol' Jack Perkinson and I found
time to go off pestering the fish in a small pond near my home. Jack was
flinging everything from beetle-spins to plastic worms and I started out
using a Calcascieu Pigboat. Neither one of us was doing diddley. Then I
switched to a black gnat and the fish got downright commutely. I started
taking crappie, big old bull bream and even some bass so regularly it
looked like they were trying to use my line as a shortcut to evoluting
into land animals.
Then Jack hauled out his fly rod, bummed a
gnat off me and started doing the same thing. After that, I started
wondering what could have made the gnat so magical. The fly is nothing
but black chenille wrapped on a number 12 hook with a narrow white wing
and a black hackle - in other words, a chicken feather - wrapped at the
front.
I couldn't recall seeing anything in or on the
water that resembled it, but the fish sure treated it like the piscene
equivalent of JuJubes in a movie house.
So I called Dave Shriver and asked him
what the gnat could be imitating. Dave is an entomologist - a bugologist
- and I figured he might know. He said he'd do a little research and
call me back.
Dave called back after a little while and
said the fish were likely taking the gnats as culicoides.
"Say what?"
"Midges," he said. "They
look like mosquitos with fuzzy antennae and hatch out of the mud around
ponds."
"How'd you figure that out so
fast?", I asked, expecting to hear he'd dug out some arcane
entomological monograph on the subject.
"I looked black gnats up in George
Herter's old book on trout flies to see what you were talking about and
then remembered that I'd seen a lot of midges already this year. The wet
weather has hatched them early."
Shriver explained that culicoides
are the largest of three types of midge and aren't strong flyers.
"Probably 25 percent of them drown
trying to hatch," he said. "Since they hatch from spring until
fall, they are an important food for the fish."
There it was, scientific proof that I was
right and Gaidies, for all his Uncle Homerology, should have been
listening to me.
Sure, spiders do fall in the water - but
not nearly as many of them drown as midges do.
Of course, Gaidies did catch a citation
bluegill on a green spider, and I've never caught a citation 'gill
period, but that just proves the old adage about blind hogs and acorns -
I hope.
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About the Author:
I
was born in Louisville, Ky. in 1944 but moved to Virginia where my
father's folks were from in 1948. I graduated from undergraduate and law
school at the College of William and Mary. As a kid, I did a lot of
"crick" fishing, minners and bobbers, and saltwater fishing,
mostly with handlines and crab chunks for bait on the Potomac River but
I really started fishing while at William and Mary. I somehow got
fascinated with bass fishing on Lake Powell, a colonial era millpond
just outside Williamsburg. I even tried my first fly rod there but gave
it up for a bad job when I couldn't cast the monster bug the A&N
store clerk had sold me and overwound and broke the auto reel he'd told
me was a "must have."
By the time I went in the Army in 1969, I was so addicted to fishing,
I asked to be assigned to Ft. Polk, La. because Toledo Bend was the red
hot new bass lake in the country just then.
When I knew the Army was sending me to Germany I learned (sort of) to
fly fish because I honestly didn't know trout could be caught with other
than fly fishing tackle and I knew there weren't any bass in Germany. By
the time I got back to the states, I was hooked on fly fishing and,
little by little, have given up all other forms. I've done most of my
fishing on bass ponds near home here on Virginia's Northern Neck and on
trout streams in Virginia's mountains, although I have fished for
Atlantic salmon in the Miramichi and taken grayling and trout near
Fairbanks, Alaska.
I practiced law in several capacities until 1992 when I went into the
newspaper business.
I am now semi-retired and work as a freelance writer for local papers
here on the Northern Neck.
I've been divorced since 1992 and have three grown children. |