For those who love small streams, wild trout, and life...in their simplest form
Saturday, May 12, 2012
A Second Stream
The second stream. This stream is but a few miles from the the first stream and generally flows through the same terrain. I seem to like it for its scenic, and so quiet, not to mention its brook trout are very friendly.
The day started out on the cool side, I was glad I threw the flannel shirt in the car the night before, it felt great under the fleece jacket. I stopped at a Dunkin', which was nearby, for a coffee and a raisin bagel. I drove to the stream and parked alongside and enjoyed my breakfast as the sun filtered through the woods. At that time of day you can expect to see most anything and I looked to see if I could catch some wildlife moving, but that was not to be. So I finished breakfast and rigged up and started my quest.
The stream affords you some easy access and some tough areas. Briars are exceptionally sharp this year. I cast my first offering of the day into a long smooth run, a Picket Pin wet fly. I stripped the fly slowly and lifted the rod at various times. On about the fourth time a form appeared from no where to take the fly. Soon a brook trout lay in the water along the bank waiting for a photo. This was not to be for he soon turned and was back home in a second.
The stream is like a Thomas's english muffin, full of nooks and crannies, light and shadow. But when your fly is in the right nook a wild brook trout will oblige.
As I worked my way down the stream and the sun filtered on the stream it appeared the trout, at least a few were on the rise. I changed flies and tied on a dry. It did not take to long before one of this streams colorful residents took the fly. A quick photo and a thank you and he was on his way.
Although I do enjoy the two streams I have told of, this is my favorite.