For those who love small streams, wild trout, and life...in their simplest form
Wednesday, April 1, 2020
Good morning friends. These are tough times upon us and we shall get through them.
We are fortunate that we can still go outdoors as long as we practice common sense and follow guidelines. On the beautiful small streams I visit social distancing is not a problem. I only encounter trees, boulders, and an occasional friendly brook trout. One such day I had a somewhat strange outing. My flies failed to get even a bump from the local stream dwellers. This strange thing persisted for a couple of hours. At times like this you start to wonder what your doing wrong. Perhaps I may be spooking the trout, or maybe the flies are wrong in some way. Well I came to the conclusion it was nothing I was doing wrong, but the brookies were not feeding.
It was about 11am when I reached this pool. It's located about halfway up the stream. The fly was cast and a hit, not really it was a submerged branch. A follow up cast and the fish struck.
Finally two hours into my outing and the first wild jewel was at hand.
As I continued upstream fishing pools as such, my friends turned on. Flies presented were taken readily.
At the end I concluded that this day turned out to be quite good.