Nice looking pocket water . Nice little Brookies
Thanks Dave, something is wrong now with the post though as most of the pictures appear broken. Looked good when I first loaded it.
Quote by: HornbergThanks Dave, something is wrong now with the post though as most of the pictures appear broken. Looked good when I first loaded it.
Maybe Lee is shrinking them up. They looked good to me a few minutes ago.
Well that stinks. I spent a good amount of time creating this report that was copy-pasted to 5 other online forums without any problems, oh well.
Ok, I have conformed to the rules, pictures fixed.
Nice story and some nice looking fish. Good work!
I made myself a 1wt for fishing just this kind of water. It's nice to catch those big 'ol breeders but there is something special about taking a hand full of these little guys, especially on a light rod.
Brad
Sorry for the screw up, but the way you have them now is best.
Now to the fishing, good, no great job. I am planning a trip on Wed and hope the weather cooperates. May fish some tomorrow but not sure.
See Yah
Lee
Quote by: KtboneNice story and some nice looking fish. Good work!
I made myself a 1wt for fishing just this kind of water. It's nice to catch those big 'ol breeders but there is something special about taking a hand full of these little guys, especially on a light rod.
I'd sure rather catch these guys all day, they put up more of a fight compared to those stockers, its like pulling in a wet sock!
Nice looking brookies. We got a few like that this morning as well. Jack's been using a bead head and a little split shot on the spinning rod. Wading barefoot and in his skivies. He didn't want to leave but mom was getting eaten alive. It's hard to beat the wild fish on the small streams.
Since getting into fly fishing in ernest last summer I've never had a greater time than I did the other day. Often times I've read reports from people on here describing those 30-50+ fish days and dreamed of when maybe I'd be fortunate to have a similar experience myself. I kinda wished the real world didn't exist to call me back the other day....
I arrived on location sometime in the early afternoon and after a walk through the woods I made my way down to the stream. I could tell this rain had helped things out as the water was making plenty of noise, the bugs where everywhere and I'd hope the trout would be too. After spooking a large number of trout right off the bat I knew that at least they were there. Dark shadows were darting in every direction at my looming shadow. Stealth and keeping a low profile would be needed today for sure.
I decided to start at this pool and work my way up from here.
As soon as my fly hit the water It was gone! Good way to start things out.
I continued to work my way upstream from here taking fish from every pool varying in size from 4-7 inches.
Just as I was coming upon a large rock in the middle of the stream to hide behind to cast I saw this on the rock! I was like what the heck, did someone lose their pet millipede!!! I have never seen one this large ever before.
As much as I wanted to touch this thing I was kinda nervous I'd end up paralyzed stream side and become bear bait so for once I stayed my hand and kept moving upstream.
I then came upon this nice little pool and as soon my fly got to the rock I saw a orange flash under the water and the most beautiful fish I have caught this year came to hand.
Moving on up!
Looking back down...
Oh man by this time I did NOT want to leave but that thing called the real world came calling so I left this most special place wearing big smiles all the way home
“The mystery of life isn't a problem to solve, but a reality to experience.”
-Frank Herbert, Dune