Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Spooky Brown Trout
Why are brown trout so darn spooky? Maybe I have been spoiled by the confidence of rainbow trout and the willingness of brook trout but man brown trout can be difficult to sneak up on. Once one fish is alerted its all over with, you might as well move 50 yards downstream before trying to fish. I fished a small stream with a mix of stocked and wild fish. I was able to land one wild looking fish of decent size.
Sunday, June 27, 2010
Rock Hopping Heaven
Its been over a year since my last post here...what a year its been...
Summer is in full swing and this year it seems to be busier than ever with weddings and such. Finding the time and desire to fish has been a little more difficult this year. I think my lagging desire stems from a lack of variety in my fishing locations. It became too easy to rely fish one of four or five different streams. Now, I realize I shouldn't complain since there are those out there who would kill for the easy access to just one of the these beautiful streams. This past weekend I decided it was time to branch out a fish new stream or two. On Saturday, I headed up towards the Massachusetts/Vermont boarder for a stream that I scouted last fall. What a beautiful stream it turned out to be...
Thank God For Lazy Fishermen!
This stream exhibited all the signs of either being heavily fished or even completely devoid of fish. The first eighth of a mile or so I had no luck even coaxing a fish to the surface. I was about to give up when I remembered that most fishermen, especially the damn bucket fisherman, are lazy. The typical fisherman will fish about as far as I did and at that point, either give up or have a bucket-full of fish to take home. It was not more than two or three holes later that I had my first fish.
As I headed up stream the fishing only got better. This was one of the first days in a long time that I actually caught the one-more-hole syndrome. This type of high gradient, boulder strewn stream is one of my favorite types to fish; there is nothing better than rock hopping and boulder climbing.
Summer is in full swing and this year it seems to be busier than ever with weddings and such. Finding the time and desire to fish has been a little more difficult this year. I think my lagging desire stems from a lack of variety in my fishing locations. It became too easy to rely fish one of four or five different streams. Now, I realize I shouldn't complain since there are those out there who would kill for the easy access to just one of the these beautiful streams. This past weekend I decided it was time to branch out a fish new stream or two. On Saturday, I headed up towards the Massachusetts/Vermont boarder for a stream that I scouted last fall. What a beautiful stream it turned out to be...
Thank God For Lazy Fishermen!
This stream exhibited all the signs of either being heavily fished or even completely devoid of fish. The first eighth of a mile or so I had no luck even coaxing a fish to the surface. I was about to give up when I remembered that most fishermen, especially the damn bucket fisherman, are lazy. The typical fisherman will fish about as far as I did and at that point, either give up or have a bucket-full of fish to take home. It was not more than two or three holes later that I had my first fish.
As I headed up stream the fishing only got better. This was one of the first days in a long time that I actually caught the one-more-hole syndrome. This type of high gradient, boulder strewn stream is one of my favorite types to fish; there is nothing better than rock hopping and boulder climbing.
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