Didn't know how this trip would start because of the rain on Sunday night but with this first brown I had a really good feeling.
I spent a good amount of time right here or really close by. Can't say how many nymphs and junk flies I left on the wood under water but it was considerable.
Yeah, these were stockers but I wasn't complaining. Almost every trip last fall was a bust so this just seemed sweeter.
Got mostly browns here. Go figure, one day I got all browns and the next day it was all bows.
Drifting a size 20 up against the log was really exciting and productive. Got a lot more hookups than I landed fish.
Like I said, mostly browns this day.
Starting to get their real colors but still have the damaged fins of a stocked trout.
Hatches came off. Midges in the morning. I thought they were BWOs but no, just little midges.
But who's bitching. I had them dialed in.
Another part of Moshannon later in the day. This is really a beautiful stream. Pitty it warms up so quickly in the summer.
Hit a fish or two in this stretch. Hell, if I were a trout I'd live here too!
This was one from the stretch of stream in the last pic.
Well, well, well...back to the pond and the underwater obstructions. Didn't feel right not losing a few more flies on the bottom.
Now this brown is starting to look really good!
Now, the next day I'm hitting bows.
And browns....
Check it out! A brookie. Stream bred no less. And, this was to be the first fish of a hat trick.
And this was the location.
Beautiful spot. Mike shared this location with me a couple years ago.
Then, same spot about 5 minutes later a brown.
Amazingly, next up was a rainbow. There you have it. A hat trick...a brookie, a brown and a rainbow in 17 minutes at the same location. Who have thunk it!
This is the spot. It has all the makings of a great trout home. Bottom wood, depth and undercut banks.
Took a little break for lunch and came back to the wood hole. Why? 'cause the fish were rising. At this moment they were taking dries and I was in heaven (or so…
No not much size to these fish but it was exciting.
The fish moved from the deeper part of the hole to the riffles at the top of the pool. The weather, the bugs and the fish. It really doesn't get any better than…
It wasn't rapid fire catching but I'd get a fish just often enough to keep me casting.
It's hard to tell if some of these small ones were really stocked trout. They looked really healthy.
Probably my last fish on day two. Had to get back to cook dinner.
Following day started a little slow and I thought my luck had changed till this rainbow hit.
This is my new location. Mike and I fished this spot often and I believe it was one of his favorites.
It seems to hold fish year round.
And now I was picking up rainbows. Damn I lost a couple of really nice fish (yeah, the big ones got away) that threw the hook (barbless) or simply broke the…
And the rainbows kept coming.
Here's what I was seeing. Fish rising. Now the only thing to do was figure out what they were rising to...or for.
Another rise form. Then another and another.
I hit a dry spell but this rainbow seemed to break that trend.
Because here's another rainbow.
And another....
Then the browns didn't want to be left out...
And, it was a race to the hook. It was so perfect I was almost giddy.
Right now I was pinching myself. Making sure I hadn't died and gone to trout heaven. But, alas this trip was very real and I loved every minuted of it...sore…