For those who love small streams, wild trout, and life...in their simplest form
Sunday, June 21, 2020
Back home again....
Last week I paid a visit to my "home stream"...a pretty little stream that flows through a beautiful valley. The terrain is favorable to old knees and it felt good to walk on level land instead of the usual boulders and briars. I probably know this stream better then any of the streams I have fished. I guess it's been over 15 years since I first tossed a fly in it's waters. Well I have not fished here since late March so I did not know what to expect. The town has been doing some tree cutting along one of the trails, most of the trees were dead or sick and taking them down was a good thing.
When I saw the stream I knew I was in for a good day. The flow was good "but some rain is needed"..the water cool and the shade plays a big part in keeping it that way.
The first fish of the day was a little brown. When I first started fishing this stream browns were not here. Over the years they have been showing up.
A fallen log created a deep pocket just as the water was about to flow over it. These are places where you can usually find a willing fish.
And as soon as the fly neared the deep spot the fish hit and hit hard. A few moments later and this wild jewel was at hand.
Below the log there was a very good looking plunge pool..so what the heck. It's a place where you only get one shot at presenting the fly....that's all it took.
This lady was in wait. She seemed to hit the fly before it actually hit the water. It was good to be back home.