On a recent visit to a small stream that flows through "brook trout forest" I had the pleasure of seeing just how resilient the brook trout really are. The stream is a freestone similar to so many here in Connecticut. It's origin is typical in that it starts as a series of springs that put volume into it as it moves to it's destination. The area it moves through is mostly wooded with a meadow or two in the mix. Jeanette and I walked the trails nearby last fall, the stream was gone....a puddle here a slight riffle there. The only benefit was the deep shade the forest provided. Again nature had healed this stream and left some of it's residents in remarkably good shape.
So come take a walk with me and I'll show you some of the wonderful things in "brook trout forest"...
One of the pleasures of the small stream are the pockets and plunges.
Your fly as it dances upon the foam and bubbles will be attacked with vigor. And you'll soon hold these wild dark creatures.
You scope out the stream...a brookie might be holding anywhere.
Wonderfully cold water...46 degrees.
I love to drop a fly in places like this. Most times I'll snag a branch, but there are times when a fish will rise to the fly.
What beautiful markings on this wild native.
Observe the flowers that abound...for they will soon be gone.
Some places are left unfished...but once in awhile you'll give it a shot.
The lady hopes you enjoyed your time in "brook trout forest"