Uncle Jim hooked into the first fish almost immediately, and was not shy about making it known. I was standing by Sam, who was remembering how to perform a roll cast.
After Sam had caught a number of fish, I began to fish with my 2 wt. Superfine touch fly rod: a dream rod for this situation. The little 2 wt. fly rod is so light that even the little two-inch fish were putting a decent bend in the rod. Uncle Jim had found a nice hole on the other end of the pool, and was producing fish after fish.
“There’s a nice one.” Uncle Jim said, as he brought in one of the bigger fish of the day.
“Hey, that is a nice one.” I said, then dropped my fly rod, and ran over to get a picture of him and his fish.
Sam had found the honey hole, ripping fish out left and right. Every fish that took his fly was celebrated with laughter and a “that-a-boy” from his dad, as Sam really got the hang of catching fish on the fly rod.
Unable to take it anymore, Uncle Jim tied on a little may fly and started casting. His fly hit the water and a small fish came and ate it. Like a catapult, Uncle Jim set the hook, sending the little fish flying high and behind him... right into the rock wall.
“Geez, could you set the hook a little harder?” I laughed, as I grabbed the little stunned fish.
“Try holding it in the current.” Uncle Jim suggested, as I did my best to revive it. The small fish didn’t seem to be doing well, but after a little bit of TLC it started swimming, then turned and darted away.
A large rock slide that happened hundreds of years ago covers up a portion of the creek that deprives it from light, giving the feeling like you are fishing a small cave.
A good portion of the day had flown by fast, and it was already time to get going.
“Thanks for taking us out, Erik.” Uncle Jim said, as we packed up our gear.
“Absolutely. I have been wanting to get you out fishing for a long time. And I definitely wanted to get Sam into his first fish on a fly.” I replied.
“That was pretty cool.” Sam said.
“Well, we will have to get out again soon before my gear gets too dusty.” Uncle Jim said.
“Hopefully got some cool video of Sam catching fish with the GoPro.” I said, looking back at Sam.
“I want to see that.” Sam said, excitedly.
“I’ll get it edited fast, and put it on YouTube!” I told Sam, as we drove away from a fun day at Jump Creek.