Well done...Looks good
I got some new hooks and some elk yearling hiar today at Stone Ridge outfitters in Bedford, NH. So I will now be able to tie some wooly buggers like NIC and ZIGGY. Also I will be tying some elk hair caddis.
Stone Ridge Outfitters have a very nice establishment and the guys there are a great help selecting materials and even demonstrating tactics and techniques to nail the pattern you are looking to try. Although I found their fly selection a bit priceier than my usual shop, their selection is great and materials are reasonable. Plus their willingness to teach was a stupendous step in the right direction.
Theron
T-Bone the WD-40 was named so because of my guess. Some folks would put WD-40 on lures and bait . Some believe this would act as an attractor to fish. Thus they named the fly WD-40 because it is a fly that attracts fish. The beads are glass and you can get a ton of them for a couple bucks at a hobby shop . Dave V
Good to know thanks Dave! Don't glass beads run the risk of shattering if you hit a rock? I know it probabaly seldom ever happens to the more experienced bunch but a little wind or psychological pressure like the site of a nice fish makes casting accurately doubly difficult for me.
Theron
T-Bone good question, I have never had it happen to me nor anybody I know . I am sure it could happen but hasn't happened to me yet . Now the jinx is on for sure .
Well, I was back at it again. This time I was determined to make some decent Elk Hair Caddis flies. I think they are acceptable and identifiable, but they are still not what I want them to be.
The left one's wing is too big, and the right one's hackle is a bit too long. But as I said that is just to my eye. Maybe the fish won't mind.
I Hope!!!! I made about ten of these over a beer the other night.
Next are some simple pink chennille San Juans I have been mentioning but never took pics of. I made about six of these.
And then there is another variation of the hornberg and it is apparently recognizable, as a coworker of mine picked it out by name immediately. This one has Guinea Hen feather cheeks. And a soft hackle in the front.
And then there is this other frankenstein I made out of all sorts of things. My wife said, "Make a pretty one." So I tried my best, and here is the final result.
I hope you all enjoy my work and have some criticism and or words of advice that I can use to better hone this skill I am trying to nurture.
Thanks,
Theron
Nice looking flies Theron, the Elk Hair Caddis are good looking, they will catch fish for sure.
See Yah
Lee
Thanks Lee! I had the hardest time tying on the hair wings. I started like a video suggested cutting the material to length and trying to tie it on. When I did that the thread kept slipping over the butt end and was really pissing me off. I must of tied my first wing on 10 times and threw out several clippings of elk hair, but in the end I decided to tie it on adjust length and then cinch and clip the ends. That method worked the best for me.
I did notice that the little head at the butt end that develops from cinching down the hair doesn't get as big this way though. So it isn't cinching as tight I don't think. But I'm certain these flies won't fall apart either. I'm hoping for the best!!!
Theron
I tried to tie some royal wulffs last night, but failed. The body is easy, and the calf tail wings are coming along just fine, but I can not seem to get the right hackle, or tie it on correctly. The hackle I have that is long enough to look right are soft hackles, and I keep trying to tie it in and I just fail.
Oh well, trial by error. I will get it after watching some more how to videos I bet. I just wanted to share my frustrations a bit, since my wife would look at me like I was speaking german trying to discuss this with her.
I ended up with a couple that lack hackle, and the heads practically swallow the hook eyes. So I crowded the head with wing and hackle attempts.
Theron
Nice group bugs you got there Nic
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On some of the rocks are timeless raindrops. Under the rocks are the words,
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