October's precious days are in decline and fading like the days light. Soon we will be faced with the bleak features of November. I'm not complaining for I can find much to enjoy in any month of the year. The scenes in the photos are Octobers finest, and the last outing I took part in was spectacular.
Walking a woods road the colors just jump out at you, and if there is a stream nearby the leaves on the bottom are enhanced to bring out incredible color.
On this outing I was joined by Kirk and we selected a special blue line to fish and perhaps fool a few natives into taking our flies.
I soon found a willing combatant who quickly pounced on a soft-hackle wet fly. Can anything be more beautiful? Kirk and I had many strikes today and several brook trout to hand.
In a spot as this one can find such peace of mind, all of the distractions that life throws at us are quickly lost. It is here that another native of this stream came calling.
The "Redfin Pickerel" took my soft-hackle and quickly tore up the quiet pool. This "lie-in-wait" predator is at home in brook trout forest.
Some advice.....leave the chores, take this day and go out and be apart of October before it's gone.