"Good Morning".
Yesterday I teamed up with Kirk to fish a stream. We decided to meet at nine thirty, no sense in going earlier because the fish on this stream sleep in. As it turned out I was a few minutes early and thought why not cast a fly into that deep pool so close to where we park. I tied on a Picket Pin wet and took a few casts. It was not long when I saw Kirk pull up. As he got out of the truck a trout hit the fly. A short time later I held a handsome brown.
Post spawn wild brown trout. Now looking for a deep hole to ride out the winter.
We continued fishing, both of us taking some beautifully colored brookies. This one rising to a dry fly...Elk Hair Caddis.
There's a short window of opportunity to get these guys when they feed. So when the top water activity ceased I put on a Orange Head wet fly. It worked.
I never took an actual stream temp but I'll bet it was in the thirties.
The Orange Head, and a Connecticut small stream wild brookie.
Along the way we were greeted by these wonderful Springer pups. We stopped for a spell to chat with their owner and heap a lot of petting on the two.
