For those who love small streams, wild trout, and life...in their simplest form
Friday, January 2, 2015
Good morning and welcome to 2015. Yesterday, New Years Day we held an annual tradition of meeting up at a small stream to do some fishing, talk fishing, compare flies, share some stories, and hopefully catch a fish. This meet up has been going since 2011 and most times it's the five of us, John, Pete, Kirk, Mark, and myself. This year John was absent do to illness, we missed you buddy.
We assembled at 10 and had a coffee while gearing up. The weather featured brilliant sunshine, cold temperatures and a kick ass wind from time to time. We then headed for the stream in search of a few brook trout. Working some of the likely places known to hold fish at this time of year we were not greeted to kindly. The fish were not in the mood to grant our requests.
Moving up we did not falter from our quest, and soon I was greeted with a tug. I was fishing a slow pool through some tough shelf ice. As the fly settled in just under the ice the brookie struck. Soon at hand was my first fish of 2015. A feisty brook trout was in the water at my foot. I lifted him up and a quick photo taken and back he went with a big "thank you".
We continued to fish and soon mark and Kirk were on the board with there first fish of the year. Kirk even had one rise several times to a Royal Wulff. I believe Pete had hits but was unable to bring one to hand. Pete aka "TROUT1" will be back at it today fishing the Farmington which is like his back yard and I'm sure I'll hear of the bruiser brown he tangled with. About 1 we all left for the cars and some hot lunch. On the menu was homemade chicken soup thanks to Mark and his wife. On a cold day there is nothing like soup to bring life back to ones body. We also enjoyed venison chili, and hot coffee and Italian pretzels, crackers, and tortilla chips. "It was a great day guys Thanks"
A likely holding spot....lets see if anybody's home.