Made it out to fish with a friend that happened to be passing through town. I had a mid-term to study for, so I could only fish half of the day . We decided on the Clinch as it is only about 20 minutes from the house. Plus, it has been giving up some really chunky fish this year. The fishing was slow at first, but as the fog burned off we got into some really fat Rainbows. Indicator nymph rigs produced with pheasant tails winning over zebra midges again.
The big surprise came towards the end of the day when TJ stuck a really nice rainbow. As he was fighting it to the boat, I hear him start to holler, so I jump out of the rowers seat to see a HUGE striper trying to eat his rainbow. It was very exciting for a couple of seconds. TJ said the striper at one point actually had the fish about half way in his mouth. Also this was no dinker rainbow, it was a 17 1/2 incher (we taped it)!
It never fails, just when the day seems like it will turn out to be normal, something like this happens. I guess it is things like this that keep me coming back. You never know what is around the corner.