|Tying one on.|
When I sit down to tie I like to put on some good music, have a good cup of coffee or beer (usually beer), and make sure I am good and comfortable, because I know I'm going to be there for a few hours. I tied quite a few flies today and yesterday. I am trying to restock my steelhead flies and get my trout boxes back in order for the upcoming season. My dry fly box is pretty well picked clean after last year. It seems I am always behind and always should be sitting at my bench tying more. If you have a good day you burn through some flies. Yesterday was dedicated to tying dries and today mostly nymphs. I try to break up the monotony by changing it up. If I get bored tying one pattern, then I throw a few different flies into the mix just to switch it up a bit. I also try to save time by having materials ready so I am not looking for stuff or preparing as I go. I also find that this improves my quality because I can get into a rhythm and just run with it.
The past two days were dedicated to old faithfuls, the flies I use the most. Some of them work everywhere, and some of them seem to do best on certain streams. The green Copper John was pretty productive this year on the Potomac and also the early steelhead. Pheasant Tails you just can't have enough of in this area. I tie Pheasant Tails in many different patterns: legs, no legs, traditional and flashback. I seem to do fairly well with those, especially the flashback fly. Sometimes I wonder if the fish can really tell the difference because I know that the ugliest flies sometimes do the best. I still catch fish on some of the ugliest flies I have ever tied, mainly because I have used every other fly in the box and that's the last one left, so I treat it like gold. I still have flies that I tied when I was a kid. Man are they bad, but everyone has to start somewhere. The best part is they still caught fish; otherwise, I probably would have given up by now. I plan on tying some more this week. Not sure what patterns yet, but I will keep you posted.