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Wednesday, February 19, 2020
My Return...at home in the riffles
Monday was my first time fishing in two weeks. The stream chosen was one that I was familiar with. A stream with low banks with areas free of tangles and low brush. We have experienced some decent rainfall over the last two weeks and I did not know how the stream handled it. Winter has a way of thinning lots of dead wood from the trees and it seems like it "always" winds up lodging in the best pools.
The run pictured here has always been productive for me and that's why I chose it to fish first. The large pool with the waterfall is where my fly landed first. The water was fast and it pulled the fly under. I felt the fish take and I lifted the rod up. The brookie was on then off. Many more casts and no repeats. I walked down a bit and cast the fly into a slack piece of water. On the second cast to brookie hit. A very spirited fight took place and this time the fish came to hand.
A pretty little female. She was worth the two week wait.
I have said many times that the riffles are my favorite places to fish. I will spend a lot of time in areas like this. The water is so clear and the sunlight just seems to magnify everything that is in it. The water depth is between 2-5 inches and there are numerous currents and seams within. It is in these currents and seams where brookies will hold on the bottom. The sun working on the water will warm it by a few degrees which may stimulate activity, be it feeding fish or movement of nymphs. One thing that is certain is that fish are in these areas and I can usually fool a few.