|the dashboard thermometer|
This morning started out a frosty 29 degrees and clear, one of those crisp fall mornings. I got an early start and headed to a nice run to do some early morning nymphing. Things were slow getting started but I did manage two browns Euro-nymphing. One took the DDT dropper and the other the Rock Candy anchor. After a couple of fish to start the day off, I drove to meet Alan.
|The last taste of Autumn color along the Farmington|
|A nice brown that took the Rock Candy anchor|
After some chatting, we decided to visit a small stream for the late morning/early afternoon and then head back to the Farmington later in the afternoon.
|I felt as if I was in the Adirondacks on this small stream|
We both fished an Ausable bomber and had lots of small brook trout attack the fly. I managed to hook one, take it's picture and send it back on it's way. At one point, I just stood and observed several spawing pairs of brook trout circling in a larger pool. They weren't interested in the fly, having other things on their minds.
|A nicely colored November brook trout|
The stream had a good flow of water despite this fall being so dry. It will be interesting to come back and fish this stream when there is more water in it, in that there are some nice deep holding lies and I suspect it is capable of producing some larger brook trout.
We headed back to the Farmington around 1PM. I was hoping to find some fish sipping olives. It seemed like a perfect day for it, overcast with afternoon temperatures in the mid 40's. I elected to fish a spot that I thought was promising and Alan headed upstream for a little bit before he had to leave. After 45 minutes, I had yet to see a rise and the temperature was cooling off, so I decided to pack up and head for home. I thought I would stop and check out a place I haven't fished in quite some time since it was on the way home. In years past, this location has had fish rising in late fall to small olives. As I walked the bank, my eyes were scanning the surface for any small dimpled rises. After spotting one that rose twice, I cast a #22 olive snowshoe emerger over it and manged to hook a decent brown. After sending the brown on it's way, I was able to fool another brown and a rainbow before everything went quite for the afternoon.
|The first brown of the afternoon on the snowshoe olive emerger|
|The last fish of the afternoon|
It was a typical November day in New England and wonderful to spend most of it outside fishing. Today was a mixed bag, a little Euro nymphing, some small stream fishing with Alan, and fishing small flies to rising fish to close out the day.