"Cabin Creek" Almost A Zero For.......

Sunday morning dawned quite crisp, well cold. There was a breeze that made it feel colder. With a decision to fish made already the only thing left to decide was what time to leave. I had to be home by two and it was almost ten so quickly the gear was loaded and off I went. The stream I chose was close to home, "Cabin Creek" a stream I'm familiar with and have written about before. The stream has both brook trout and brown trout with the latter prevailing. I started fishing a dry fly and it was not welcomed. The pools held enough water to fish a nymph but a soft-hackle was the fly selected....partridge and orange.

As it turned out it was the right choice for I had a hook-up on the second cast. Great......

Up stream I moved fishing beautiful pools and hooking fish. I assume they were browns but I was not certain for I was given the slip in all of the hook-ups.

Upon the time of arrival at this pool I was 0 for 5. That would be a good day but you would like to bring in one for a photo. I cast the fly near the branch sticking out above the water. As the fly drifted I saw the fish chase and suddenly back off...perhaps I was spotted. I cast several more times in different areas of the pool. And on one of those casts a fish struck. The brown jumped and cleared the water....stop that I said, not wanting to loose another.

Moments later I finally had him in close. I lifted him up and a quick photo and back into the stream. I went 1 for 6, but it was one of my better days.

Restocking the box......

"Cabin Creek" A November Day

Cabin Creek, this lovely little stream that flows through some very pretty scenery. The mix of hardwood and fir is so pleasing to the eye. I have not been fishing here in some time so I was anxious to see how it fared over the summer and early fall. The waters were flowing and although a good rainfall would help it seemed to be just fine. It did not take long for the first fish to pick me out and he was soon gone. I did not know if it was a brown or a brook trout for this stream has both.

With low water as this it's better to fish a dry fly, at least that's what I think. I chose a few that have always produced for me. Moving upstream I had some response to the fly with several rises and even a hookup but nothing to hand. I consider such a day as productive for there is so much more to this than catching a fish.

I came upon a stand of these little fir trees. They stood straight and strong. Their branches seemed almost perfect. Later this month Jeanette and I will come back to decorate this little tree. The ornaments will be pop corn, suet in various colors, and an assortment of nuts.

I know I said that fishing is not catching but a tug on the line would help. Coming upon a place like this told me there is a trout in here. The fly entered the water and the fish grabbed it. I was fortunate to bring him to hand.

A handsome wild brown...the only fish that came to hand, but what a treasure.

This small run produced two hook-ups but both were lost.

A wonderful day on Cabin Creek.