Since Friday when I added the Sonora and desert suckers to my species list, fishing was tough for Granny and I. We fished for a few hours on Saturday on one of my favorite canals in Phoenix. There were plenty of fish but we were after the grass carp. Granny and I both had about five of them devour our flies and we either missed the take altogether or we lost them. They are always tough but we were off our game.
On Monday we fished with Steve Berry and Mike Faulkinbury on some urban lakes. A big storm is moving in and temps dropped to the low 60°s and the wind blew hard. Granny and I were after more grass carp but they were hard to find. In fact, fish in general were hard to find other than the random not feeding fish along bottom.
Mike and I were persistent however. While I continued hunting carp Mike was crawling nymphs along bottom. It paid off. Mike landed one of the best largemouth bass of his life. A beautiful fish!
Its been a good stopover here in Arizona. Tomorrow Granny and I head for CA. Wednesday night I speak to Fresno Flyfishers then over the weekend it’s the Pleasanton Fly Fishing Show.