Wednesday, September 22, 2010
"A Few Days, And A Special Stream"
We arrived Sunday morning around 10 am. As we pulled into the dirt parking area of the Lyman Reserve, which Red Brook flows through. I popped the trunk of the car and retrieved my Sage 3wt and chest pack and off we went. While walking through the pine and oak forest to the stream you could smell the salt air which was crisp.
The first area we fish is the pool where the brook is tidewater and only a short distance from Buttermilk Bay. This area has produced some fine fishing for me over the years. I fished for about 25 minutes, and not a strike. Thats when I decieded they were not here. There are about 8 access points where I fish the stream as we move further upstream. But the brookies were not to be found. Only one hit in the day of fishing did not give me a good feeling about the next day.
Monday morning after breakfast we reached the stream about 8 am. The sky was sunny and bright. I fished the first pool with no luck. Moving to the next area, which produced the same. Upon reaching the third area we observed a man with a backpack on, across the stream. We said hi, and he responded with a hi. Hsaid he was taking water samples, and asked how the fishing was, when I told him not to good he said keep at it for there were lots of brookies in the brook. I asked him how he knew this and he said they electro fished the brook on Friday and it was full of trout.
I said thanks and told him to have a good day. THE LIGHT CAME ON. Electro fish, the trout were still recovering I thought. And that was the case, for the rest of the day, all along that stream the brookies cooporated. Lovely little wild salters,perhaps.
It was one of my better days of fishing anywhere. And what surprised me the most is that they took dry flies with gusto, usually streamers are best.
Tuesday morning I did not fish, because of several groups of students were doing stream work, calculations etc. While standing on the foot bridge a gent came along and said he was going to fish the bay for stripers. We talked a spell and he told me that a 22 inch striper was trapped upstream the other day, getting stranded in the low water.
There may be better fly fishing destinations, but not for this small stream flyfisher. I love Red Brook. A Special Stream.
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The flies that were used on this outing. The Caddis and the Haystack took a beating
The Edson Tiger streamer is a good fly on this stream.
A Red Brook access point.
Angry seas in Sandwich. A striper fisherman drown in Sandwich Creek Saturday morning, just a short distance from these photos.
There are times when a simple sandwich, with a cold beverage, can't be beat.
Several of the brookies had a blueish color. This one fell to a Haystack.
Red Brook where it is about to meet Buttermilk Bay
A Red Brook brookie who shot out from his leafy cover to intercept the fly.
A fine meal at a local pub. Macaroni and Cheese, with Lobster.