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Wednesday, March 6, 2013
Mussels, Brown Trout
In the course of ones time angling we are bound to cross paths with some strange happenings. These encounters will usually go unrecorded and remain memories in our mind coming forward at times when they are brought up in conversation while angling or over coffee and such. Here are two that I've encountered and was fortunate to have a camera handy to photograph them.
I was nymphing a small stream one day. In a section of slow moving water as the drift came to a stop. The fly set there for a few seconds and as I lifted the rod I could feel weight. Proceeding to retrieve I could tell it was not a fish, but perhaps a piece of sunken wood. As I placed the object on the bank I noticed a fresh water mussel had tried to eat my pheasant tail nymph. Being a strict catch and release guy I tried to remove the fly, only the mussel would not give it up. After wrangling for some time I finally got it out. I put the mussel back in the water and put the bent and tattered nymph in my box. I still have that fly somewhere.
Another time while fishing streamers one early morning I hooked a small brown. As the fish moved to the surface as I retrieved a second brown, somewhat larger than the one hooked on the streamer, hit the smaller one. The brown held the smaller one for some time. As I brought the two to shore, I attempted to shake the larger one free from the little one. He would have no part in letting go, and hung onto that fish. After picking him up, he let go. I looked at the smaller brown, he did not look to be harmed. I set him back into the water where he laid for a few moments and swam off.