NW PA Fall Trip (Trout/Beer/Food Report)

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salmonoid and I spent Wednesday evening through Sunday morning morning on the Fall fishing trail this past weekend. What follows is a breakdown of that trip.

WARNING - This thread contains multiple species of Trout caught using multiple techniques, all of which were legal in the respective stream we were fishing. All fish were released...Even the Gemmies. This thread is about two friends, who met thanks to PAFF, fishing, eating, and otherwise enjoying the PA outdoors in the Fall. If that offends you in any way, no problem. Plenty of other threads on this forum to occupy your time with. I know most of you will enjoy this, so that's why we're posting it.

We initially set this trip up to try to run into some river/reservoir run Brown Trout in some smaller tributary streams. Ultimately that didn't really materialize, but we still managed to get into some good fishing. In the end, we suspect we were a touch early. Exactly zero fish were observed spawning. One pair of nice Browns were peculiarly occupying the same small run, and may have been gearing up, but that was the only potential "action" we saw.

Wednesday - After a 4:00 departure from our respective offices near Harrisburg we headed to the State College area. We fished Spring Creek for an hour or two after dark with no action. Oddly very few fish were even spotted when shining our lights into the shallows on the walk back. When night fishing with salmonoid I often just take an approach of mostly observing him, as he is a true pro at this. I figure if I can mostly stay out of the way, not unnecessarily spook anything, and maybe help with the net if he gets into one I've done a pretty good job. When he as well didn't turn anything up, I concluded they were just off for the evening. Fortunately, beer, food, and a couple growlers to go from Happy Valley Brewing served as a nice consolation prize.

Thursday - After a mediocre (but free) hotel breakfast, our worst meal of the trip, we headed up toward the ANF area. Our initial plan was to fish some reservoir tribs for runners that we had some degree of recon on. Unfortunately, the rain conveyor belt that had developed over the northern tier essentially served to blow those streams out. We waited for about an hour, thinking they may be on the fall, but after they continued rising, and a switch to the backup pair of waders for me, we bailed for plan B. Good side lesson...On a big fishing trip, bring an extra pair of waders. I somehow developed a hole in the bootie of my primary pair since I last wore them. It'll be an easy fix, but it was a catastrophic leak and without a backup pair it would've meant a lengthy trip somewhere to buy a pair on the quick. Anyway, we jogged south aways and were able to find some water that although high, was fishable. We turned up a mix of holdover stockers and wild Browns and Brooks. A burger and a hot roast beef sandwich served as our meals for the evening.

Friday - We settled on fishing a medium sized freestoner that is a tributary to a large river. Part of the allure of this watershed was the possibly of encountering wild Brooks, Browns, and Bows at the same time. In the lower reaches we proceeded to have run ins with large Brown Trout...all in the 15-19" range class. While we first thought these may be river runners, we more came to the conclusion that they were just large, marginal water, resident Brown Trout. We each landed a nice one of these. A stocker for me, and a wild fish for salmonoid, and each had several other run ins that didn't result in landed fish. As we pressed upstream we continued to catch wild Browns of impressive size, most in the 13-15" range, and a few wild Bows started to show up as well. A streamside lunch consisted of some pepperoni bread, hot soup, and a Fall themed microbrew. We had a Pittsburgh style salad and Salisbury steak for dinner at a local bar, and watched a bit of the World Series game before calling it a night.

Saturday - After some debate, and encouraged by the successful day Friday, we opted to explore a tributary of the same watershed for our Saturday fishing. This is a gorgeous stream that some will likely recognize. We each managed a wild trifecta relatively easily on this stream, although salmonoid's was a bit more impressive than mine thanks to his 17" Brown in full colors. This is one of the prettiest Browns I've ever seen...I suspect he has some even better pictures of this fish than I do. A very impressive fish for such a stream for sure. The majority of the catch was small wild Bows, but the action was very consistent for most of the day. I believe we ended the day in the 30 fish range, our best numbers day of the trip. Dinner was some roadside BBQ and BYO Microbrews...both were excellent.

Sunday - We hopped around a bit in the morning, just exploring mostly, and landed a few more small Brookies before packing it up and heading back toward home. A stop for burgers at Hoss's rounded out the food for the trip. Fortunately we hiked 20+ miles over the course of the trip, or otherwise we'd both probably be a notch bigger on the belts probably. Ultimately the trip didn't include the kind of fishing it was initially thought up for, but a good time was had nonetheless. Good food, good beer, good fish, and a good 4 days fishing with a friend. Fall's my favorite time of year to be outside, and although I don't think I'll get any other majoring outings in this year, plenty of good memories were made on this one.

Pics to follow.
 
Mods - I just remembered about the new Travel and Adventure Forum...If you think this is a better fit for there, feel free to move.
 

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Thanks for sharing sounds like an awesome trip.
 
Looks like an awesome trip Matt! Great pics and write-up as usual.
 
Great trip.

What flies were working for you?

 
Looks like fun!

I recognize the pics Saturday stream 1 and Saturday stream 2. Same for the beaver dam. I was shocked to see how big that beaver dam is. Did you catch any wild 'bows or browns above the dam?

Same goes for Friday's pictures.

Beautiful area. Ive been wanting to head back up that way for a while now.

Glad to see that watershed fished well for you. I fished both in the summer with some success. I caught my first wild trout trifecta in Friday's stream.

How far up both streams did you fish?

Also, where'd you stop for the BBQ? Looks good.
 
Great post. Thanks for sharing!
 
Very cool in some of my old haunts. 2 things.

1. Browns in that system don't run to spawn. They run to escape summer water temps. It happens in June. Though they may stay through the spawn.

2. I'd be shocked if that biggest Brown didn't spend a good portion of its life in the river. Impossible to tell for sure as they don't come with signs on them.

3. You're stocker, while yes stocked, certainly isn't freshly stocked. And considerably larger too. I'm guessing this is river run too, though only for a short time, lol. Probably stocked in march/april and shot straight out to the river within days. Then came right back in around June as the river warmed.
 
That looks like an awesome trip. My family has a camp in forest county that is right by some of the ANF. I am curious what streams you were fishing. I feel like I have fished a few of them but a lot of those streams up there start looking the same. Great scenery. I am really going to miss my usual hunting trip up there this year.
 
tb - A good portion of this trip was spent spin fishing. (Why the thread may be more appropriate for the Travel/Adventure forum). Dictated by a combination of our original plan to target runners and that's mainly the gear we brought, and the high water we encountered when getting up there. The time spent fly fishing was with Buggers and large attractors dries.

steve - salmonoid got a nice Brown in the beaver dam stretch. We saw some more Browns too, but most of the catch up there was Brookies. We fished several miles up both streams. BBQ was from DB's along rt. 66.

pcray - sal's best Brown (the pretty one) was a couple miles up the smaller, higher gradient trib. We suspect that fish was a resident. The stocker was from the lower reaches of the larger stream, and I agree...very good chance that fish is in the river for at least part of the year.
 
sal's best Brown (the pretty one) was a couple miles up the smaller, higher gradient trib.

They can get up there. And again, if it is river run, it's not fresh run. It came into the stream in May-June timeframe. Plenty of time to get up there.

Heck, in Erie, steelhead go all the way to Crawford County in a matter of days. 5 miles per day when conditions allow is typical. I'm not saying they move that quick in this watershed, but it had months, not a day or two....
 
Great photos and report guys. Even if you didn't find any big migrating fish those are still a lot of nice browns.

Based on the stream photos (lots of ledge rocks) and your fishing experience I think it's safe to say there is a substantial resident population of fairly large browns. Salmonoid's big one has the big head look of a small stream fish. *edit - removed this part of reply, was questioning a claim no one made, oops*
 
Nice report, and photos.
 
We had an enjoyable time. We did not accomplish my initial goals (finding pre-spawn running fish and tangling with big fish on Spring Creek [Centre Co.] at night), but I would still call this a successful outing.

Between our arrival Thursday, interspersed with a nap to wait out the rain, the creek went up, not down. Just about what I'd consider blown out. While Swattie used the excuse of a blown out wader bootie to bail to the truck, I forged upstream and probably had less of a chance of catching a fish than he did in the truck.

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Headed south to try and get away from the rain shadow; streams still high, but falling. Finding the pockets of quieter current were the key (between a bank and a fallen tree, for instance).

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Mix of stockers and wild fish, although the stream we fished was not stocked.

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Friday's outing:
The largest fish of the trip, by Swattie, at 19.5".
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Three inches smaller, but this gets to be measured on a wild ruler.
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I lost a really nice brookie from this little beaver dam braid in the summer. This day, I hooked a fish in the plunging water, center middle, below the fallen tree. Lifted him out of the water and he flopped off into the pool above. Drifted the bugger in the slight current and managed to catch and land the fish. Times like these tend to inject a little humility back into fishing - not a whole lot of angling skill involved there on this angler's part!

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One of the best streamside lunches I've had in a while. Hauled in the Helinox chair too for a relaxing streamside lunch. Bison chili with beans, homemade pepperoni bread, mandarin oranges, and a SN Tumbler.

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Never noticed that this fish was already stuffed, until Swattie pointed out the tail hanging out of the side of the mouth. Trout eating trout.

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Lots of evidence of beavers on all the streams we fished. Bark stripped branches, small dams, a few discernible lodges, and finally, we ran into a few of the actual inhabitants.

Short video of inhabitants

Had a somewhat harrowing walk out, as it turned dark and I found myself well above the stream on a steep cliffside. Swattie wisely pulled out his headlamp and crossed the stream; I didn't feel like flipping my pack around to get my headlamp out, so I mountain goated on. Did a controlled fall to the stream level and thankfully found the water to be a foot or two deep, instead of six or more like it was some places.

Saturday's outing:
Wild trifecta

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Big fish are always in the prime lies and deep holes, right? This shallow, maybe 1.5' deep run produced the big brown.

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I've never had much luck in pools that form behind beaver dams (I know others have, so I still fish them). But my luck finally changed when I found a pool that wasn't all silted in and still had some good habitat present. Just like calling a shot in pool, that rock ledge was money.

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Often, browns that have a sparse spot pattern and spend their lives under rocks seem to pick up a bronze look. This one chomped down hard on my thumb and drew blood.

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Fallen giant

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Red spots

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Can't get much better than this, from DB's Smokin' BBQ. Ribs, beef brisket, pit beans, and hot corn. Only complaint was the paltry portion size of the ribs...

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Sunday brought some exploring. Had a heavy downpour and a few rolls of thunder, even.

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Managed to avoid the daily skunk with a small brookie in Clear Shade Creek..

Waited a bit for the bus to take us home, but the schedule wasn't posted, so we decided to just drive on ourselves.

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Chased the tail of the rain most of the way home. Sadly, I was just getting accustomed to seeing streams with real flow and water in them. As we crossed a line somewhere near State College, we got jolted back to reality of the low flows that are on the central and eastern part of the state. It produced a gorgeous view as we crossed the Susky at Clarks Ferry at dusk. This photographer did not do the scene justice.

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Great pics!

Really makes me want to head back up there sooner than later!
 
Excellent read with great pics.

Thanks for taking us fishing vicariously with you guys.
 
salmonoid's post and picture of Thursday's first stream reminded me of a funny exchange during the trip. I thought Thursday's first stream was initially upon arrival at the very high extreme of borderline. It was ripping good but the water wasn't muddy and you could see the bottom in most places. We had that one targeted as a potential reservoir runner stream so opted for a snooze in the truck for an hour or so until the light rain remaining stopped, and hopefully the relatively small stream was already on the fall. An hour later it looked like it did in the picture. salmonoid says "eh, we can still fish it." I look at him like sure thing buddy. At exactly this time I take a step into the water to test the torrent and immediately notice my wader bootie issue and retreat back to the truck to change them. A few minutes later salmonoid returns and we head south to look for lower water.

During the afternoon on Friday, after fishing in elevated but good for fishing flows on Friday's stream all morning, we're walking along the bank and out of the blue sal goes, "so after seeing today's stream, yeah, the one yesterday was blown out."

Ya think buddy? :p
 
Awesome pictures guys, thanks for sharing. Looks like it was a great trip!
 
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