Sunday, November 16, 2014

A November afternoon walk

This afternoon I took a walk along a favorite small stream.  The water level was predictably low and I saw and spooked more fish than I coaxed to the fly.

The cool temps, gray skies, and ocassionaly snow showere didn't suggest that the dry fly was going to be very effective but sometimes I just enjoy fishing a dry fly on a small stream regardless of the results.  



Today I fished a #18 purple haze just for fun.  I had a handful of brief hookup with one to hand but it was great to be outside for couple of hours.  Being outside for a couple hours is medicine for the soul



Thursday, November 13, 2014

November gold


The gray days of November are here.  It sure felt colder then the thermometer was showing with overcast, stormy looking skies, and a steady breeze.

Yesterday, the game all subsurface and covering lots of water. Definitely not numbers day but fish were caught in 3/4 locations I fished.  A heavy anchor to get the fly down and moving slow along the bottom of seams and soft creases and underneath the leaf hatch was essential.  The trailing foam egg was the fly that sealed the deal most of the time.  The browns are looking very colorful these days!




Monday, November 10, 2014

The colors of fall

It's been a wonderful fall this year.  Here are some pictures remembering the colors.of fall.



















Wednesday, November 5, 2014

November days

A lone yellow maple along the river

November days are here, those gray fall days. Most of the trees have dropped their leaves but there is the odd tree here and there still bearing yellow leaves

Despite the overcast skies and a few small olives in the air no fish were noticing them as far as I could see.  The day was spent with the nymphing rod.  A foam egg behind a heavily weighted anchor fly brought a handful of handsome browns and a pair of rainbows to the net.


Mid day I traded the waders for hiking boots and fished a small tumbling brook.   The brook trout swiped at the Royal Wulff but didn't really take it solidly so a switch was made to a small parachute Adams that brought a couple of camera shy brookies to hand.



Friday, October 31, 2014

Good bye to October

The last day of October, and the air felt more like November than October. The trees are losing more of their leaves every day and just the odd golden beech or orange of red maple or oak remain. The days are getting noticeably shorter as November approaches and with the return of eastern standard time, darkness is going to be coming an hour earlier.

It's been a while since I've fished a small stream so plans were made to meet Alan (small stream reflections) on a small stream that he has been exploring.  We walked through stands of hemlocks and mountain laurel in the bottom of a rocky ravine in the dull gray light of the overcast afternoon.

The remnants of an old dam

The landscape was typical of CT with old rock walls running throughout the forest and a stream plunging and tumbling over the rocky earth.  Adding to the sense of familiarity was the company of a friend who also appreciates simplicity of this type of fishing.  



This was an afternoon to fish dries.  I started fishing a mini muddler while Alan fished a bomber and Parachute Rapidan.  Early in the afternoon, I sent the muddler into a long slow pool and we were soon admiring the first nicely colored brook trout of the afternoon.

The first nicely colored brook trout of the afternoon
I fished the muddler for a while and then switched to a Royal Wulff when large sections of pocket water predominated.  The Royal Wulff fooled a handful of good sized brooks.  As the the gray afternoon darkened, I enjoyed a quite walk out among the hemlocks and mountain laurel stopping every now to take a picture or enjoy a view.




A boulder the size of a small house
The last bits of color

Monday, October 27, 2014

Fall days

Fall days are here.  The kind of days that bring mix of everything, sun, clouds, rain showers, wind, and falling leaves.  I don't know why I love these kind of days but I do.  The bird hunters were out but I guess most everyone else was inside staying warm and dry.

Spots 1 and 3 where a bust but location 2 produced some dark rainbows and a couple of browns.  It was definitely a subsurface day and it took switching to a heavy anchor fly on the double nymph rig to connect but after the switch I was finding  fish.  After nymphing through the second run I tossed and stripped an articulated streamer and picked up another rainbow.

A dark hooked jawed male



This rainbow chased down the streamer

The days are getting noticeable shorter so it was it was a quick outing but the solitude did my soul good.

One of those "perfect" fall days...

Thursday, October 16, 2014

Rain

In anticipation of some expected rain, I was able to get out a twice this week.

The first outing was to a smaller local “river” which was predictably low but my intention was stop at a  deeper  and wider section in search of fish that might be sipping small olives or midges.  In years past, this river/small stream has provide some fun dry  fly action in the fall.  Armed  with a  couple small Adams parachutes and a couple hours, I was able to get some practice targeting fish with small flies at a distance.


The woods are showing a lot of color these days

The rises were gentle and sporadic but after observing for a while you see that the fish were cruising around and not staying in one place.  More observation indicated  there were general areas that fish were working in.  I finally figured out that the best approach would be to lay out a nice long cast  in the general area of a group of rises, let the adams sit for a while and then slowly bring it closer and let it sit etc.  A handful of rainbows fell for this tactic which made for an enjoyable couple hours out in the fall air after work.





Yesterday afternoon I headed up to the Housatonic River.  The Housatonic is known to rise quite a bit after a decent rain and stay high for a while, so I wanted to fish it before the coming rain.   Yesterday was one of those gray, stormy looking days.  The combination of the hillsides now ablaze in the reds, oranges, yellows of fall scattered among the green pine stands all set against the gray backdrop of the sky was quite stunning.  Unfortunately with the coming weather change the wind was really picking up over the course of the afternoon.





Euro-nymphing provide some solid action early with a handful of browns and a hefty rainbow taking the frechie anchor fly (#12).  One brown did take a liking to a small tungsten torpedo but the anchor fly was getting it done early.  By late afternoon, the wind was making it difficult to nymph and it all but shut down any hope of some dry fly action.  Ever the optimist, I did stick it out until dark hoping the winds would dampen after the sun set.  There were some fish working in the tail of the pool I had been fishing right before dark.  It appeared that they were sipping small emergers or spinners but with the strong upstream wind still blowing hard, I could safely reach them.



Notice the olive cast on these holdover browns?

A hefty Housy rainbow

As I drove home, the showers started and as I write we are getting a steady soaking.  The rivers are all on the rise and hopefully the smaller stream will be restored to healthy flows for a few days.  The Housatonic has now doubled in flow and is still rising so despite the wind,  getting out yesterday was a good call.