Over the years streams experience changes. Some of the changes are swift such as a hurricane, or ice storm, and some are subtle like a fallen tree changing the size of a pool. When I fished this stream mid week I noticed a particular run I was very familiar with. It was where I first took my grandchildren to fly fish for brook trout. While they were more interested in most everything else about the stream they did manage to toss a fly for a spell.
It was August of 2011 that they were introduced to Papa's little stream.
The little stream in August 2011. This is a favorite place of mine. Sorry for the poor photo.
This is that same run, November 16 2016.
On that day in August of 2011 Ethan caught this wild brook trout. His first on a fly. It was taken from that run in the second photo.
This pretty lady was taken from that same run, in November 2016.
So in five years there really has not been much change. The stream and the brook trout are doing fine. Papa and Ethan are also doing fine....may it continue.
