Monday, November 12, 2012
Backtracked a little bit over to another Blue Ridge creek and found it at a trickle - nearly bone dry. Hmmm. Tried a third creek - Catoctin - and found it running shallow, but wide and fairly strong. Best yet, there were fish. Caught up with this little smallmouth right off the bat.
When I say shallow and wide, I mean it. The bulk of the creek is less than a foot deep, but over 100 feet wide. Not happy that I left my fly tackle in the truck, because the relatively clear water gave me away over and over. So many big shadows in the water. Rainbows? Fallfish? Not sure. But they only stayed in pools, and they moved out at the first sign of a ripple, so that was a real challenge.
However, in addition to a few more of those little smallmouths, I'll tell you what was biting. Redbreasts. Hundreds and hundreds of them.
I don't think I've ever caught so many redbreasted sunfish. Ever. They are just as mean as green sunfish, and almost as meaty. They hung tight underneath big floating logs in pools, so getting to them with the ultralight rig really wasn't too tough. Overall, it was neat to get on some new water - something I rarely get to do anymore - and see what its potential might be. The access is not easy, but with smallies (and possibly rainbows) reproducing in Catoctin Creek, I'd bet there are some hot spots. Maybe one day I'll find them.