THE PELLET HAS LANDED

I have been in the fine state of Kentucky the past few days with nary a trout in sight. My husbandly responsibilities have landed me here for a weekend full of weddings, family, and baby showers. So of course I brought my tying kit with me and decided to make the most out of my forced Kentucky internement by catching up on my mid-season fly needs. I have noticed that my junk food box of flies is seriously low so I felt this woud be the perfect opportunity to tie up some pellet flies for the Davidson, as well as the shop's recently restocked private water (Money! Money! Cha Ching! Cha Ching!)

The pellet fly is a much maligned topic in most circles of fly fisherman. Much like the cousin who is kept chained in the basement and fed fishheads, the pellet fly is often subtely alluded to but rarely discussed in the open. Well your friend Nymph-o is going to shine the light on this thing like Geraldo in a meat packing plant. Here, folks, is how I make the magic happen.



[caption id="attachment_673" align="aligncenter" width="454" caption="The Pom Pom...the key ingredient in this shit show"][/caption]



[caption id="attachment_675" align="aligncenter" width="486" caption="The Hook...also important"][/caption]



[caption id="attachment_676" align="aligncenter" width="485" caption="Throw some thread into the mix"][/caption]



[caption id="attachment_677" align="aligncenter" width="505" caption="Liberally apply glue to threaded hook (by "apply" I mean "sniff")"][/caption]



[caption id="attachment_678" align="aligncenter" width="491" caption="Never forget you poo brown marker...you'll need it to make the pom pom poo colored after you have inserted the hook"][/caption]



[caption id="attachment_679" align="aligncenter" width="491" caption="Look at pellet flies and drink heavily to drown out the shame of resorting to such demeaning tactics for catching trout"][/caption]

So don't let the shame keep you prisoner any longer. Tie up your favorite pellet fly...go down to you local pellet hog factory, and make a memory that will last a lifetime...but if anybody asks, you caught that Trophy on a Yellow Stimulator.

- Nymph-o

















(I got a little to close to the Reindeer at the petting zoo...suprisingly his breath smelled like elves)