I see him on the bank about 85 feet down river. Iíve got to move down stream a bit and in about 4 feet to get the right angle on him. As I move slowly into position the adrenaline really starts kicking in now. It was a good night so far; I managed quite a few nice fish to the net during the hatch of Dorotheas. However this fish on the bank was what I as theyíre for. The hatch itself was just batting practice for me; the game now just started and leading off was a brown with a head the size of a fist.
As I got settled into place I already knew what fly to put on. As like any other night at that time of the year on the W. B. of the Delaware it was about Sulphur spinners. With darkness falling and a smorgasbord of helpless aquatic insects on the water the big browns for sure would show up for desert.
I hadnít seen this fish during the hatch since He was eating the nymphs subsurface as most browns this size do under brighter conditions.
He was big, definitely over 20 inches probably 22-23 Inches. He was eating in a deliberate and consistent manner as most large Trout do. He was below a protruding boulder about 6 inches and only ate spinners in that seam. He didnít move even an inch left or right as most big browns donít. I knew that with a timed spot on presentation, and of course a size 20 Sulpher Spinner pattern he would be in my net soon. The body was a cream color, with white CDC featherís (stem to) tied in as the wing and brown antron for the tail. It was a proven killer for me.
I took the shot and as soon as the fly hit the water I knew he was mine. It was perfect and headed right for the seam he was feeding in. Things for me get real slow at that point almost as if time stands still. I saw him eat the last natural just before mine. It was a classic ďwinkĒ, to see a fish that size open wide and see the white of the inside of his mouth before ďinhaling ď the insect is a pretty awesome site.
My fly was now just about where it should be for the next wink, and at that Moment he emerged through the surface in what now appeared to me as if it where in super slow motion .The mouth opened wide and the white of his mouth against the darker water distinctly showed at that moment. I Instinctively count 1 one thousand 2 two thousand and set left. I feel the weight of a heavy brown,and than that awesome sound of a reel screaming.He ended up in my net as most of his buddies do.He was big, pushing 23 inches and fat as a pig.
The Headhunting game was on and I 'm up 1 to 0. Another one just down river, I donít see or hear him but I know heís right there.