Streamer Time - All The Time.

When is the "right" time to throw streamers

Pink Cheech Leech - Seriously?

Kemp Bug Variation
When I first started fly fishing I was a nymph and bobber kind of guy - I was fairly limited in my approach when chasing trout.  I would go to the same place, fish the same flies, and be content if I caught a few fish here and there.  I knew that there was a lot of variety in flies, techniques, and places that I was missing out on, but I really didn't know where to start.  Specifically, streamers baffled me for the longest time because I would hear that they should only be fished on particular water types, during particular weather, using particular lines, and using particular presentation methods... Wow.  That was a lot to digest for a new fly fisher, and my immediate response was to just avoid streamers completely.  I was still catching plenty of fish, but I was probably missing out on some good opportunities due to my intimidation on streamer fishing.  My first experience with streamers was on my favorite taco sized Brookie stream near my home town.  The fly was a Kemp Bug, and the fishing was insane.  They ate it dead drifted, stripped, fished upstream, and fished downstream.  There was no wrong way to fish this bug.  I have since repeated that type of day while fishing much bigger flies, and realized that there were bigger fish in that river than I realized - another benefit of streamer fishing.

That day was enough to light a fire in me to start fishing streamers more.  Specifically, I started throwing streamers at nonconventional times and had a lot of success with them.  I had a recent trip to Idaho that will
Snake River Cutthroat meets Cheech Leech
not be forgotten any time soon.  We were told that the 12" to 16" Cutts in this stretch of water were VERY particular, and we would have to do a lot of work to find the right size and color of hopper that they were eating that day.  What did I tie on first?  the Cheech Leech.  Well, the ol' Cheech Leech didn't work very well that day, but the Mongrel Meat and El Sculpito sure did.  Our gracious host was more than blown away at the fact that these fish were eating such monstrosities, and at the fact that we brought in several 20 inch fish.  That streamer day in Idaho cemented in my mind the fact that any day can be a streamer day.

~ Cheech

24" Brown Trout on the Snot Goblin