First Snow in Brook Trout Forest

Thursday, October 27th the day started off with rain, and it became heavy at times. As the day went on it became colder and the rain turned to snow. It looked very pretty as it coated the trees and grass. This was only a dusting but it was the first snows in brook trout forest.

Friday found me walking into the woods with the sound of crunching snow underfoot.
The stream looked like sparkling diamonds in the sunlight as it rushed over the rocks
and logs along its banks.
I had already decided that I was going to fish dry flies, why not it was perfect timing, first snow there has to be a hatch coming. No but I enjoy fishing dries and brook trout are usually willing to eat most anything that could be a meal.
As the flies drifted through the streams little seams and pools there were rises and a few chases, and on few of them I was rewarded with a trout to hand.

It was a fine day.

As I stood along this stream I observed at the tail of this pool two brook trout in the process of renewing life. I stayed for a spell and watched. Then moved on without them knowing.

The flies that were selected for this outing.

Wild brook trout. I can never describe my feelings as I admire them. There seems to be a new one though every time I do.

Blog Update

I just want to say I'm back on line.
I have been living without electricity and heat since 3:30pm on Saturday Oct 29th.

I will now try to catch up on all of your blogs, and maybe post one of mine.

Missed all of you.

"Cotton Candy"

A streamer tied in the Rangeley style. I chose the feathers because they appeared to work so well together. When the fly was completed it looked like cotton candy.

For those interested in streamers, I have a few sites for you to check out.
http://www.streamerlist.com/
http://streamers365.com/

"Cotton Candy"

Quiet Time, and a Special Place

Jeanette and I took a few days to enjoy some quiet time on Cape Cod. There are no crowds at this time and the weather was nice. We're not swimmers so it did not matter what the water temps were. We walked a long stretch of beach, and saw but a handful of people. It's at times like that you are able to think with a clear mind.

We also spent some time walking, and fishing a wonderful stream that has a special place in our hearts. "Red Brook". This stream is a place where searun brook trout live. These remarkable fish exist in but a precious few streams as they did when the Pilgrims first landed. It is to the hard work and resources of many dedicated people that they are doing well, and are protected in this environment.

While the fishing was spectacular, the catching was tough. There were hits, a few hookups, but only one came to hand. My belief was they were quite far upstream, spawning. While I fish from the banks, the stream is quite thick with brush upstream, making it difficult to access.

While returning home we stopped at Bass Pro Shops Outdoor World in Foxboro. Fellow blogger Bruce Weaver, his blog is "Outfitted For Life". He is an associate in the fly shop there. We stopped for a spell and chatted. His fellow associate, who's name I can't recall, was a member of TU who's chapter is responsible for the Red Brook restoration. He told us a story of a brook trout. Some of these trout are fitted with tags that can be followed by satellite. This one trout was tracked in the Cape Cod Canal, not once but twice. This is quite remarkable because that is quite far from the little stream, and full of predators such as bluefish and stripers.

Those that live close enough to this area should visit this little stream, and witness these special brook trout.

Red Brook

One of Red Brooks precious residents.

A quiet lunch, and a toast to a special stream.