How to kill a salter stream

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How to kill a salter stream

"Home Waters"

Yesterday before the rains came I took a walk along a small stream I claim to be my "home water". With the lack of rain the brook was low in places and full in the deeper pools and fast moving brook trout were observed. These trout were a mix of young of the year and adults, and seeing this mix did my heart good. I knew that brook trout on high alert would not be easy to get them to take a fly, and I was right. They did however grace me with one or two at the end of my line.

I fished for a few hours, and the rain started to fall lightly. The wind was present and the leaves fell ruining a perfect fly drift most times. I did not care it just felt good knowing that all was well with the brook trout of my home waters.

Little places such as those seen here, where the stream bends and slips to a tree hiding an undercut is where you could expect a strike.

And nine out of ten times it came. Here is one of those strikes that turned into a hookup and to hand a beautiful wild char.

By the time I got to this run the rain had picked up some and I was getting wet. So I decided I was going to cast a few more times an cover the run and head back to the car.

On one of those last casts I met this jewel. A wild spirit of the stream.

Ramblings, Barns, Fields, and..........

Jeanette and I have been riding around the Connecticut countryside these last few weeks and truly enjoying all that fall has to offer. The leaves have been in various stages of color, and I might add they are as beautiful this year as any of the 50 plus years I have been viewing them. In our travels we have seen many small farms along the way. These are family farms, with livestock, fruits and vegetables. Some even offer homemade baked goods such as pies, cookies, and breads. A few of these came home with us.

So join us on this little road trip.

There were about a dozen of these cows on this farm. They took an interest in us briefly but settled in to what they prefer.

I can't begin to tell you of the many flocks of wild turkeys we encountered. Here they seemed to be enjoying insects and not worrying about the fella with the camera.

We crossed over many streams in our travels. Connecticut is blessed with these waters, many of which have no names. Some of these are full of brook trout some are not.

We came upon this place, and I said to Jeanette I want to buy it...perhaps in another time. The rustic barn with those colorful fields were eye candy, and we viewed it for quite some time before we ventured up the farm road.

While walking through the field we encountered this little stream. It was choked with fallen leaves but still had good water flow. There were many little nooks and crannies where fish could hide.

When a little wet fly was pulsed near a root undercut a wild brook trout took it.

These are the days.

October, "be apart of it"

October's precious days are in decline and fading like the days light. Soon we will be faced with the bleak features of November. I'm not complaining for I can find much to enjoy in any month of the year. The scenes in the photos are Octobers finest, and the last outing I took part in was spectacular.

Walking a woods road the colors just jump out at you, and if there is a stream nearby the leaves on the bottom are enhanced to bring out incredible color.

On this outing I was joined by Kirk and we selected a special blue line to fish and perhaps fool a few natives into taking our flies.

I soon found a willing combatant who quickly pounced on a soft-hackle wet fly. Can anything be more beautiful? Kirk and I had many strikes today and several brook trout to hand.

In a spot as this one can find such peace of mind, all of the distractions that life throws at us are quickly lost. It is here that another native of this stream came calling.

The "Redfin Pickerel" took my soft-hackle and quickly tore up the quiet pool. This "lie-in-wait" predator is at home in brook trout forest.

Some advice.....leave the chores, take this day and go out and be apart of October before it's gone.