Thursday morning broke with one of the coolest temps of the summer. My thermometer said 58 but the temp in the part of the state I was to fish in was a lot different. It was a morning when I broke out the flannel shirt to help take away the chill, woods and water helping to reverse what the flannel's mission was...I need coffee.
The stream I was fishing offered a bit of everything as far as terrain, there was that rocky freestone mountain type and a more gentile meadow type of flow. Areas like the one pictured above had these lovely quiet pools with boulders and lots of high grass.
In these pools were some very hungry brookies. Most of these little pools held a couple of fish but the disturbance of hooking one put the remaining fish in hiding.
In looking at this photo when I put it on the computer I noticed just how perfect this wild native was. So beautifully proportioned.
A Hummingbird getting some energy from a Cardinal flower, a high speed lens would have helped.
As you can see the fly that was working was a caddis, a big caddis.
A bend in the stream, foam on the water, a slight woody tangle and a good flow of water....you think there might be a fish there?
There was and on the second attempt at the fly a hookup.
What a great small stream combination....Cane and Silk glass rod, Battenkill reel, and a killer caddis.