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Originally Posted by MLayden
I imagine the ass end hangs down like it is in the photo? Maybe try some green foam palmered on the trailer instead of thread and wire?
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No the ass end follows behind like it's supposed to, it just doesn't have the movement like I had hoped. It did work quit well in the tub, but I could work it with the line in my hand and have visual feed back, when I can't see it and with all the line out it losses that intimate touch.
I spent an early morning couple of hours laying on the bridge to the island at Police Outpost many years ago. One of the things I learned as I lay there, watching trout pick off damsels two feet under my nose is they get very keyed in on the wiggle. I had a hairs ear on a leader that I would toss out when a trout would cruise by, they zip right up to it observe the fly, same as the damsels, and they would wait for the wiggle. The second a damsel wiggle he'd get sucked down, my fly would get stared at for about 15 seconds and even little twitches would not elicit a strike, it needed a wiggle which I didn't have. Was actually quite the magical morning even though I didn't catch anything, still remember all of it all these years later.
As my damsel imitations keep failing and the nondescript woolly bugger keeps catching fish, I begin to wonder why. It has to be the sensuous dance of the marabou.
My lack of success with damsel imitation is starting to turn into an obsession.