flyfisherguy
Hex Hatch
#hexagenialimbata on Lake Almanor #flyfishing #bucketlist ☑️ #browntrout. Hex Hatch on Lake Almanor - My grandfather started coming to Lake Almanor after his return from WWII. For most summers since, my family has made the long drive north to relax at the lake. I found a passion for fishing on the lake, and in the streams that feed and drain it. Occasionally, when the water and wind were just right, we'd find a big yellow bug on the lawn, deck or trees. Curiousity led me to learn about Hexagenia Limbata -- the world's largest mayfly -- a trout's Big Mac. Each year, during the last two weeks in June, these giant bugs crawl out of the muddy lake bottom, swim up through the water column, and emerge at sunset to float like little yellow sail boats on the lake's surface. Giant trout, normally dwellers of the deeper regions of the lake, move with the bugs to gorge themselves. The fishermen follow. Unfortunatley for me, the timing of our family vacations never coincided with this ritualistic phenomenon. Fishermen fantasize; it's part of who we are. The dreaming is a big part of what we love about the sport. I've literally dreamt about this hatch on several occasions over the last 30 years. The Hex on Almanor has always been an unfulfilled line item in my bucket list -- until last night. Finding myself between jobs, and with a wonderful wife, I snuck away to chase the bugs, catch the fish, live the dream. Check. Check. And Check. How lucky am I?
Hex Hatch
#hexagenialimbata on Lake Almanor #flyfishing #bucketlist ☑️ #browntrout. Hex Hatch on Lake Almanor - My grandfather started coming to Lake Almanor after his return from WWII. For most summers since, my family has made the long drive north to relax at the lake. I found a passion for fishing on the lake, and in the streams that feed and drain it. Occasionally, when the water and wind were just right, we'd find a big yellow bug on the lawn, deck or trees. Curiousity led me to learn about Hexagenia Limbata -- the world's largest mayfly -- a trout's Big Mac. Each year, during the last two weeks in June, these giant bugs crawl out of the muddy lake bottom, swim up through the water column, and emerge at sunset to float like little yellow sail boats on the lake's surface. Giant trout, normally dwellers of the deeper regions of the lake, move with the bugs to gorge themselves. The fishermen follow. Unfortunatley for me, the timing of our family vacations never coincided with this ritualistic phenomenon. Fishermen fantasize; it's part of who we are. The dreaming is a big part of what we love about the sport. I've literally dreamt about this hatch on several occasions over the last 30 years. The Hex on Almanor has always been an unfulfilled line item in my bucket list -- until last night. Finding myself between jobs, and with a wonderful wife, I snuck away to chase the bugs, catch the fish, live the dream. Check. Check. And Check. How lucky am I?