Browns, Brookies, Black Flies, Bombers, and Blossoms

As I write this it's raining again, not has hard as it did last night or during the day Thursday, but none the less rain. I for one am not complaining for the amount of rain we have been getting over the last few weeks has produced some of the best dry fly fishing I have experienced in the last few years. The small streams are full of water, this makes for wild trout not be skittish and lying in those undercuts. The trout have been moving and it seems that where ever you place your fly your going to get a response.

It's quite enjoyable to see the trout rise and swipe at the fly. Many times they miss as it swiftly passes by, but they are determined to eat and will strike at it several more times.

With high water as such perhaps a pair of hippers should be worn, but I chose to wear hiking shoes which were wet and muddy in a few minutes. A couple of days and the synthetic material will be dry and ready for more.

I fished a variety of flies this day, The Black Fly, Bomber, and a few parachutes, all doing very well with bringing fish to the surface.

I knew this stream also held browns for I have caught a few smaller ones at times. But I was totally surprised when this guy struck the Black Fly and put some stress on the superfine rod. The high water brought the brown out of night time feeding. He hit the fly a mere two feet from where I was standing.

A beautiful wild brown. A wonderful catch from any water but a special catch from this small stream.

As I fished further upstream many brookies came to hand.

These brook trout are incredibly beautiful. They seem to be so energetic and full of life.

These turbulent plunge pools are where the Bomber shines. As the fly bounces up from the white water it usually brings a hard strike.

And such was the case here. A small stream blessing, on the Bomber.

The mountain laurel seems to be nearing a peak, and it's worth another look. I hope the rains don't take the blossoms.