The morning air was thick, the humidity could be felt, and the little breeze that was stirring did nothing to keep the bugs grounded. This was the start of a day in brook trout forest. The stream was flowing nicely, low and clear. Movements would be seen and there would be no place to mask ones self from the keen eyes of the wild brook trout that call this stream home. People who have fished with me know that I always fish with a downstream presentation, but this day an upstream approach was called for.
In several pools I observed the figures of brook trout, and suddenly they were gone.
In this pool a brookie was stationed almost motionless, it was sharp eyed and would not miss a morsel of food that may be floating in the current. A short upstream cast and the brookie was on the fly.
Lovely,wild and in beautiful condition.
This is the 2nd of August, and the streams water was a cold 58-60 degrees. What a difference from last year.
Several of the pools were quite deep and they all held brook trout. As the title of the post says, "ghosts" for they vanish into nowhere.
Another representative of this fine stream.
We received a good rainfall yesterday and I wish I could be on this stream today.