Browns, Bombers,...And a Brookie

Wild Browns

One of Connecticut's Class 1 WTMA streams was paid a visit to in the early morning hours of Sunday. I decieded to fish this stream early before the bright sun of the day brought out the dog walkers, who promptly send the local stream residents into hiding, remaining so until the sun starts to set. So armed with my Sage 3wt and a few Bombers I walked to the stream. It was still somewhat dark and kind of spooky in the still morning air. Upon ariviving at the first pool, which looked like a cold mirror, I set the Bomber on a drift. It did not take long before the fly was intercepted by a beautiful wild brown. I continued to fish the pools and runs of this stream which produced many more browns. As I approached a tailout of a pool with a sunken log, I said thats a trout ambush stie. The Bomber ended its run along the log and just hung there a moment. A "Wicked Hard" strike took place and the fish was airborn, a valient fight persued and soon the fish was in hand. To my surprise it was a brook trout. A quick photo and off he went to do battle with the browns for that special lie in the stream.