by BrownBear » August 28th, 2016, 12:44 pm
I hear what you're saying Richard. But my problem with using fighting butts on lighter rods has to do with "transitions" from fighting with the butt in my gut up into an overhead rod position for more flex and response if I hook a bigger fish and it goes crazy. Seems counter-intuitive, but with hard pullers I want the butt up and free for more responsive rod movement when needed.
Here's but one example: I have three 10' 4-weight rods stretching back over the years- The first I got over 30 years ago is a Scott. Next up a few years later is a Sage. The last I got about 5 years back is a TFO BVK. Love the latter most, both for its light weight and 4-piece construction for travel. When I first got the Scott, then the Sage, I pined for a fighting butt and even considered serious surgery for a retro. Glad I didn't, as it turned out.
Back then we made annual 10-14 day trips down to Kodiak's famed king salmon river, the Ayakulik. Got there one year in a stretch of bright days and low water. The kings refused to play ball except in low light, which meant from about 10PM til 11PM or so, then again from 4AM til as late as 6AM on good days. That left a whoooooole lot of fishless hours in the day.
I'd brought along that 10' Sage 4WT because there are decent rainbows to 20-22" in the river when you know where to look for them along with Dolly Varden that ranged up to 26-28". After a few days of laying around and napping through midday, I remembered the 4WT and decided to get busy with the trout.
About my 3rd cast a king glommed onto the 1/4" Glo Bug I was tossing. Managed to land it and killed it to fill the fish-less hole in our menu. Weighed back at camp it was 28#. Heck of a workout for the rod and used up about a half mile of river tracking that fish. Tired arms led me to pull the butt down to my waist several times for a makeshift fighting butt shifting my rod hand back as far as possible, then resting the heel of my hand against my waist. But every time I did it, the king did something crazy and I had to get the rod back up over my head quickly. Hooked yet another king on that little fly the very next cast, but pointed the rod at it after the first run. Hooked two more on the same fly over the next couple of hours, and pointed the rod at them, too. Got over the impulse for a fighting butt on light rods overmatched for their quarry, when intuition might tell you a fighting butt would be good.
Another lesson learned that really saved the trip, and has been useful ever since:
The king bite wasn't "off" during those bright hours. They were simply off the big traditional king flies we had always tossed. As an experiment I went back to camp and tied tiny versions of the standards on larger hooks, along the lines of "low water" Atlantic salmon and steelhead flies. The big hooks added weight for dredging bottom while also giving a better hook-up for fighting big kings. Using those flies we caught kings all day long, when a switch back to the bigger versions put an immediate stop to fish catching. I do the same to this day for coho salmon in rivers and lakes.