Fly fishing is a contemplative endeavor, and small stream wild brook trout fishing takes that to another level. When one walks to the stream and takes in views as this they can be put into a sort of trance. This trance will be there until the first trout is taken. A mid-autumn day, and it found me walking and searching for brookies. They seem to found in the most difficult of places and can take a mad dash for cover at the least little sound they hear. I have tried various ways to sneak up on a pool and sometimes I'm lucky in not spooking the fish.
This pool at the stream bend has always intrigued me. There has to be fish holding there. The problem is putting the fly in there without telling the fish your there. Well after many attempts over the months of fishing it I finally got a good result.
First cast, as the fly began to sink this brookie hit.
This pool takes on the look of black oil flowing instead of water. The water is so very clear it's just the stream bottom is so dark.
I love places as this. I could sit here and listen to the stream talk.
Just downstream from that beautiful riffle I found this wild jewel.
This spot I've mentioned before in a previous post, I call it Daddy "Log" Pool because of the large log that has fallen and lies across the pool. There are some beautiful trout that hold in there but presenting the fly has been a challenge. This outing I was going to try to fish the pool from above the log. As I waded to the right side of the log, lifting my leg in an attempt to get over the log. My planted foot slipped and I found myself sitting in silt and leaf debris. Not panicked I got myself out of the mess and sat on the log trying to get back in order. That's when I looked to the far side of the pool and saw this. I was a perfect position for fishing the pool. I was low, and had a clear cast to cover the pool.
Several quiet casts into the pool and the line stopped. I pulled tight and the fish ran. I could tell it was a big fish by the bend in the rod. The fish ran upstream under the log, and I tried my best to stop him without him getting off. That mission was accomplished and I found this wild brook trout at my hand. He was so black he would have looked like a log sitting under water.
Just a word about this fine rod....Cane and Silk 5' 2/3 wt. glass rod. This rod gets it done. I just put a new line on it, Cortland 444 DT 3wt, and for me it's the best line to use with the rod.
