I really want to tie the "telephone fly." It's a beauty of a wet fly - all blues and reds and flash. If I were a trout (or even a bass or salmon) I'd be all over that fly.
I fished with it on a couple of the loughs in Northern Ireland and had great success. It brought in my very first Irish trout, a sweet little rainbow that put up a heck of a fight. My guide gave me the fly to commemorate the catch. The next day he gave me a list of the materials to tie it.
The story behind the fly is that some guy called his friend from the pub where he had been celebrating an excellent day of fishing. He gave his friend explicit directions for how to tie the amazing fly he had been using all day. The friend, being an accommodating sort of fellow, tied a half dozen or so of the flies for him. The pub guy said 'thank you very much lad, but this is nothing like my old fly". A few weeks later the guy was on Lough Carra and decided to try the fly. Ten fish later, he was back in the pub calling his friend. "Tie up more of them flies," he said. "What flies?" the friend asked. "You know lad. The telephone flies."
I think it may be beyond my modest fly-tying capabilities, but I am willing to attempt it. I'll let you know how it turns out. For now, it will be bead head pheasant tails for me.
I fished with it on a couple of the loughs in Northern Ireland and had great success. It brought in my very first Irish trout, a sweet little rainbow that put up a heck of a fight. My guide gave me the fly to commemorate the catch. The next day he gave me a list of the materials to tie it.
The story behind the fly is that some guy called his friend from the pub where he had been celebrating an excellent day of fishing. He gave his friend explicit directions for how to tie the amazing fly he had been using all day. The friend, being an accommodating sort of fellow, tied a half dozen or so of the flies for him. The pub guy said 'thank you very much lad, but this is nothing like my old fly". A few weeks later the guy was on Lough Carra and decided to try the fly. Ten fish later, he was back in the pub calling his friend. "Tie up more of them flies," he said. "What flies?" the friend asked. "You know lad. The telephone flies."
I think it may be beyond my modest fly-tying capabilities, but I am willing to attempt it. I'll let you know how it turns out. For now, it will be bead head pheasant tails for me.
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