November 11, 2012

With yesterdays wonderful weather we decided to fish for a few hours. The morning was a bit cloudy giving a not so pretty tone to the colorless November woods. It was not long before the sun broke out and seem to brighten the woods. The stream was at a flow that is normal for this late in the year, and the clarity of the water was as if it were not present.

The stream is always changing. New blow downs, woody debris, and leaf jams make for a new challenge every time I fish it.

In this photo you can see the large log, which was not there the last time I fished here. As the stream flowed to the left and turned swiftly along the log the area just under the log created a place to hide a few brook trout. As my fly drifted along the log a flash appeared and was gone before I could hookup. Having this happen, a strike from this little fellow all ready made my day a success.

It was not long before I was given the pleasure to hold one of these wonderful creations. It's apparent that the business of laying the foundation of the next generation has been completed, and the feeding is taking place for the winter which lies in the wings.

What makes me feel good about walking along the stream is seeing so many small brookies, one and two inch fish darting about this healthy environment.

This guy was an interesting catch. I was fishing a pool with a hooked current. It flowed by a large rock and then flattened out. As the fly floated through and then stopped, there was no interest paid to it. Just as I started to retrieve it a fish came out of nowhere and hit the fly. I was not able to hook the fish.  As I was leaving, fishing a few spots along the way out I fished that pool where the trout was that I had missed. Fishing it the exact same way as before, this time I had a hookup and a wonderful wild one was at hand.

"Thanks"

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