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Part Two hundred-seventeen

The Brushy in Summer


By Johnny (aka Hillfisher), Texas

Texas summers are no joke around here. Triple digit temperatures in August are commonplace and with humidity up in the 60's and 70 percentile, fishing can really rough on the human. During these days finding a place close to home for a short late afternoon/early evening fish is a real plus. For me, that would be Brushy Creek.

As in previous writings, Brushy is a long and beautiful spring fed creek, clear waters with large cottonwoods and willow trees overhanging, providing shade to fishers and fish alike.

There is a small community dam that forms a nice pool below it and the fish are very plentiful there. Even though there are several houses along one side of the creek, I have never seen anyone fish these waters and I go there a lot being only five minutes away from the house. About the only thing I see here are deer, muskrats and the occasional wondering duck looking for a handout.

This particular day was clear, hot and muggy, and I was wading up to the pool when I discovered Little Brushy, which feeds into the main creek.

Little Brushy is the left fork, and the property along side it had been bought by the city and is now open to the public for the first time ever. A well-developed walking trail is being built, giving easy access to these un-fished waters. But that's another story for another day.

As I approach the dam I can see a nice pool through the willow trees.

The water is clear here and choosing a wide path around the pool I approach near the dam as not to spook the fish.

Fishing here is a real pleasure. The sound of the water falling down the front of the dam gives a soothing sound that causes those annoyances of everyday living to melt and flow away with the current leaving me relaxed and feeling at peace. The spray created by the falling water lowers the ambient air temperature to a very tolerable level to make this an even more pleasurable experience. Best of all, there are a lot of fish here. Here the bream get quite large and bass are plentiful. I have even taken catfish on the fly. The carp are HUGE and I don't even try for them...yet.

It is here the San Gabriel fly rules. Bream, bass and catfish will take this fly.

I am never quite sure exactly what may be on the end of my line when I get a hook up. This day would prove to be no exception.

I have learned that some of the larger bream hold station just below the dam waiting for a meal to wash over and plunge into the pool. Casting the fly upon the dam and allowing the water to carry it down into the pool has given me some very exciting results. By doing this the water itself presents the fly as a terrestrial caught in the turbulence and the fish take it with a force not unlike those found in strong river currents.

The bass here regularly patrol the shallows hunting for the smaller bream. I have had 6-pound mono broken off by the bass in these waters. If you get a small bream you had better get it in quick, chances are good you'll lose it to one of the bass.

The day has nearly ended and wading back there are a couple of pools lined by grassy meadows to one side and limestone bluffs on the other. Although the bream or bass are not as large here, they are plentiful and willing to play.

The light is waning and the shadows deepen. Fireflies are dancing on the midsummer eve's breeze. Time to call it another days end, to go home and dream of bream. ~ Hillfisher

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