|New England Aster|
The air temperature was 57 (F) and a quick check of the water temperature indicated it was about the same temperature. The little brook was flowing nicely and very clear despite the previous day's steady rain. I started off with larger flies but slowly worked down to a #16 Elk hair caddis, taking a queue from the tan caddis that I was occasionally observing as the sun began to warm things up. Today there were many brief encounters as the fish were not that committed to taking anything but a handful of beautiful wild brook trout were brought to hand nevertheless.
After slowly working my way upstream, I turned around and saw another gentlemen quietly fishing behind me. He didn't notice me, but when I said hello he quickly recognized me. I was thinking about giving Alan a call to see if he wanted to fish this morning but decided that he must have plans on this Labor day so I didn't. When I parked the truck I sort of expected to see his car, since I knew that the previous day's rain would have Alan thinking about a small stream also. We took turns fishing our way upstream and observing all that was around us. It was chance encounter but definitely made the morning all that much more enjoyable. Today, most of the larger fish were sitting in the stronger riffles that ran along or under a bank and when a spot fitting that description was located there was usually a brook trout willing to at least take a swipe or two at a fly.
|One of the beautiful wild brook trout this small stream is home to|