This month we have had a considerable amount of rain, in some areas upwards of a foot. This has some streams to go into heavy flood. While small streams fair better than larger rivers, in that they recover quickly, returning to their banks usually with minimal damage.
I fished one of these small streams yesterday, and was surprised what I saw. This usually peaceful stream was turned into a wild, ripping torrent of water. Looking at it I said to myself this is not good. I don't fish these small streams with waders, fishing from the banks instead, but this was going to be difficult to present a fly.
I tied on a Mickey Finn streamer and cast it into the current. Within a blink of an eye it rose to the surface and was swept to the streams edge. With all the fish hugging the bottom I knew this was not going to work. Go to plan B. There are several smaller tribs to this stream, and I was going to check them out. As it turned out they were more tranquil. Tying on a Bomber and sending it out to do its work in the plunge pools and small runs. My plan paid off for I had several hours of fish taking, mostly brookies, but was surprised by a somewhat larger wild brown.
So what had started out to be a just possible walk along a small stream, turned out to be a wonderful fishing day.
This stream is usually 3 to 5 feet across.
One of the small tribs to this stream. It has lots of plunge pools, and places to hide.
One of several brook trout that graced my hand this day.
Signs of Autumn, in the clear stream.
This was a gift I had not expected, a lovely spotted wild brown trout. A wonderful end to a great day.
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