Festus
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Best whoopins I ever laid out was to the bait slingers during the Quill Gordon hatch each year on The Big Bushkill just above Fernwood. Used to be a place that we called the Walk In Area. You parked on the road at the bridge, and walked in to a cabin community to a bridge about a half mile upstream. Actually there was a lady there that would allow you to park for a three dollar donation. I don't even know if that is open water anymore.
Above the bridge, there were long, flat pools where fast water above emptied into them. Perfect Quill Gordon water. And when they started hatching, one could hammer one trout after another swinging a Hares Ear and Quill Gordon wet through the pools. It was wild and several times I caught doubles through the years. Once that hatch started, the trout ignored all of the bait and hardware being thrown at them.
I used to get a big kick out of watching the spin fisherman dig out their gaudy Kmart special flies tied overseas, and begin using their spinning rods as a fly rod. It was very entertaining.
These days, if I'm dishing one out, I find it more pleasurable to leave the water and share the hot fly with those that aren't having much luck. Last year on the Pine, I was killing the trout and there were three 16-24 year olds spin fishing that weren't catching any fish. They sat there on the bank watching. After my 16th trout, I yelled over and asked them "who wants to catch their first fish on a flyrod". Those three kids just about walked on the water getting to me. We fished the afternoon, and between the four of us we nailed over 60 trout. Was one of the most pleasurable afternoons of fishing that I ever had.
Above the bridge, there were long, flat pools where fast water above emptied into them. Perfect Quill Gordon water. And when they started hatching, one could hammer one trout after another swinging a Hares Ear and Quill Gordon wet through the pools. It was wild and several times I caught doubles through the years. Once that hatch started, the trout ignored all of the bait and hardware being thrown at them.
I used to get a big kick out of watching the spin fisherman dig out their gaudy Kmart special flies tied overseas, and begin using their spinning rods as a fly rod. It was very entertaining.
These days, if I'm dishing one out, I find it more pleasurable to leave the water and share the hot fly with those that aren't having much luck. Last year on the Pine, I was killing the trout and there were three 16-24 year olds spin fishing that weren't catching any fish. They sat there on the bank watching. After my 16th trout, I yelled over and asked them "who wants to catch their first fish on a flyrod". Those three kids just about walked on the water getting to me. We fished the afternoon, and between the four of us we nailed over 60 trout. Was one of the most pleasurable afternoons of fishing that I ever had.