is a funny little guy that stops by TLC headquarters once in a while. he doesn’t have much to say and I don’t understand his sign language and he doesn’t understand English or French or my own sign language.
we do however play ‘show me yours and I’ll show you mine’ so I pull up my t-shirt and show him my belly, Ben in turn does the same. I’m not sure what he gets out of our little exchange but I get to observe all his little details and not just groove on how cool looking my little friend is but also get to figure out what can make a great adult chironomid imitation and all that seen from below, the fish’s point of view. it’s a pretty good deal, I like this game.
multitasking is a stupid concept. i want to do several things at the same time knowing very well that neither one will be done properly as if it had been done separately but the unfocussed mind persists, considers it a challenge or whatever it is that confused minds like to find as an excuse so, i dumbly persist until i’m just about to completely delete the two product reviews i’m working on at the moment (super-good most-excellent stuff !) when this little guy stops by, raises it’s palm traffic-cop style
and starts singing “STOP ! In the name of Love !…” ummmm, doesn’t raise or say anything at all but sits there right purdy just long enough for me to grab the camera and take a quick pick before it takes off to resume its, ahhh… don’t know what to call it, pre-death fluttering-about ritual ?
’nuff said for today, i have a few things to do in a half-assed way, here’s the intruder. click the pic for more bugs and here for some completely inconsequential caenis info. enjoy !
we already know this gorgeous little creature has several functions:
– firstly and most importantly, it gets us all excited when we see one. it makes us stop whatever it was we where doing (even if that something was fun), run over and grab a rod and do what’s natural for us fly fishers: have more fun than what normal people consider as fun.
– it also means that the environment where these wee things came from is in pretty good shape. as an example, the bug above was born right next to my house on the Canal du Midi, a green, warm and rather slimy-looking waterway that’s been enjoying a rather drastic decrease in pollutants of all kinds in recent years.
as well as the all-time standard chironomids one would expect to see in waters like this, there’s also been a great increase of caddis and damsels with all of them keeping the house martins, swifts and of course fish busy and happy and not to get all mushy, but that all makes me happy too.
but there’s a lot more to these bugs, here’s some maybe not-so-commonly known facts about our little friends. let’s start with the out’s, the kind of info that takes up unnecessary brain disk-space while remaining amusing.
(no self-respecting fly fisher would be caught dead playing a word game that doesn’t accept real and important words so, this shouldn’t be a problem)
out of the 160 or so different types of caenidae, some of them have interesting monikers such as:
Caenis amica well known for being the friendliest of the species.
Caenis bella for having won a beauty contest when he was oversees.
Caenis catherinae because it’s the sweetest of the family thus named after my Mémé Catherine.
Caenis cornuta because she either has a horn or her boyfriend is cheating on her.
Caenis hilaris this one’s good at telling jokes.
Caenis latipennis your guess is as good as mine…
Caenis moe from the Three Stooges.
Caenis oculta named after Abby the Goth Girl.
and Caenis robusta for its insatiable desire for strong, bittery coffee.
and now for the in, a little something all fishers can really benefit from: how to pronounce what’s probably the most ill-pronounced bug on the planet !
and if that doesn’t make sense, it’s SeeNiss and not KayNiss !
a big thanks to buddy, all-round cool guy, fellow Barrio Fly Lines Pro-Team member and language stickler/Lineslinger Will Shaw for reminding me of my own pronunciation deficiencies. yes, i used to be a Kaynisser…
for more pointless caenissy info click either text block. enjoy !
i often wonder how fish see our flies.
we know that the vast majority of fish can see but we have no exact idea how they see.
constantly intrigued and amazed that they could mistake our imitations or suggestive flies to the point where they’ll feel confident enough to open their mouths, further questioning their visual capabilities… i guess i’m glad they do because fly fishing would become boring really quickly if they never did.
here’s an imaginative and highly inaccurate yet hopefully, visually pleasant rendition of the last second before a fly is taken.