|Barely passable photo of a beautiful place - credit: activerain.com|
I parked the truck, walked up the road, and shimmied down the rocks to the pool above the historic (1809) bridge. But a whole lot of nothing as far as fish. Luckily, one of the channels under the bridge was silted in, because I was wearing my very short Danner Mountain Lights.......didn't even have waders in the truck.
I felt totally dumbstruck when I came out from under that bridge and saw an amazing deep pool downstream of the bridge that would require me to soak my Danner Mountain Lights to access. KERPLUNK. Done. Right then, I saw two tan and black tails circling the pool about five feet down (the river gage was at 1.4').
I hastily threw on a slip weight and a #10/chartreuse/silver inline spinner and tug TUG! Creek chub. A few casts later, BOOM, and a silver flash - about my 10th 10 inch fallfish of the day. But not a trout. I changed to an inline spinner in a bumblebee pattern (#10/gold spoon) and let it drift and fall into the pool. BOOM.....a sucker. Wow. Everything but trout.
But a few casts later.......
|No, I don't have a trout net. But I would be happy to review one for this blog!|
A strange wind is blowing! Am I rediscovering a love for trout?