This fly means a lot to me. Many many moons ago when I first started fly fishing, tying I was on the Saranac River fishing for LLS. There was this guy using a ginormous rod and fishing in a technique I’d never seen before.
I became very intimidated because quite frankly, I sucked and this guy was freakin awesome!! I left the water and went to my truck to call it a day. Few minutes later, that man met me at my vehicle and had a discussion with me. He was obviously from Quebec. He opened up the trunk of his black Jaguar where he was hiding several of these HUGE fly rods and suitcases upon suitcases of flies......beautifully tied salmon flies. I was in awe. He handed me a fly as a token of friendship and told me it was called “Picasse”. Years later I discovered he was Spey casting. One thing I have yet to try, but certainly wish to.
Now I don’t recall this gentlemen’s name, but he said he was from Montreal.
From that day forward, I wanted to push myself to become the fly tyer this man had become.
Since then, I have also never attempted a Picasse out of some sort of respect I held within myself. Today......I tied one!
Obviously blue heron is in sparse supply in my bag of tricks so I used pheasant rump, which I think came out pretty good.