Mikey2006
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Well I made it out again this afternoon for an hour or two. Had a banner day, and caught my biggest ever Falling Spring wild trout.
I started at quarry road again, and fished the hole below the bridge and the first hole above it hard. Not even a sniff, which was frustrating. I did listen to some of the advice I got and tried a dry dropper, which I would have never thought to do in that area, but even though I got some good looking drifts I don’t think I was getting anywhere near deep enough.
At the second pool above the bridge I tied on a black woolly bugger and on my first cast a brown trout which I originally estimated to be 14-15 inches chased it out. I killed the fly and let it drop to the bottom, which did not induce a strike. I kept casting for about 4-5 minutes before he came charging from the depths a for a second time, this time engulfing my streamer and immediately diving back down. I set the hook and right away I realized that landing the fish on light tippet would be a problem. I patiently played the fish and let him make a few hard runs towards the opposite bank before finally turning his head around and guiding him into the net.
Based on the marks inside of my measure net, the fish was 16 inches long. I was shaking so much I could barely stand. This was a fish I never expected to see out of falling spring (although I always thought the quarry road pools might hold some pigs)


After releasing this fish and sitting on the bank for a while soaking it all in, I moved down below the bridge and stood at the head of the pool, swinging my bugger through it. I watched a 13-14 inch brown absolutely destroy my streamer, and I had it hooked for a few seconds before he came unpinned.
After an excellent hour or so at quarry road I drove further upstream. I had a nice fish bump my streamer as I fished it from upstream of one of the bridges, and also had another nice one hooked for a few seconds while fishing some faster water.
I started nymphing again and picked off three rainbows before calling it a day. The largest of the three was a nice fat 10 Incher, which would have made my day all by itself even if I hadn’t landed the big brown. All three rainbows ate a pheasant tail.
I think the secret was downsizing my tippet from 5X to 6X, as that’s the only real thing I did different today than yesterday. That decision lead to some stressful moments where I thought for sure the big brown was going to break me off, but it was ultimately worth it.



While the Falling Spring is definitely in sorry shape compared to what it once was, I guess there are still some nice fish to be caught. I’m still in disbelief.
I started at quarry road again, and fished the hole below the bridge and the first hole above it hard. Not even a sniff, which was frustrating. I did listen to some of the advice I got and tried a dry dropper, which I would have never thought to do in that area, but even though I got some good looking drifts I don’t think I was getting anywhere near deep enough.
At the second pool above the bridge I tied on a black woolly bugger and on my first cast a brown trout which I originally estimated to be 14-15 inches chased it out. I killed the fly and let it drop to the bottom, which did not induce a strike. I kept casting for about 4-5 minutes before he came charging from the depths a for a second time, this time engulfing my streamer and immediately diving back down. I set the hook and right away I realized that landing the fish on light tippet would be a problem. I patiently played the fish and let him make a few hard runs towards the opposite bank before finally turning his head around and guiding him into the net.
Based on the marks inside of my measure net, the fish was 16 inches long. I was shaking so much I could barely stand. This was a fish I never expected to see out of falling spring (although I always thought the quarry road pools might hold some pigs)


After releasing this fish and sitting on the bank for a while soaking it all in, I moved down below the bridge and stood at the head of the pool, swinging my bugger through it. I watched a 13-14 inch brown absolutely destroy my streamer, and I had it hooked for a few seconds before he came unpinned.
After an excellent hour or so at quarry road I drove further upstream. I had a nice fish bump my streamer as I fished it from upstream of one of the bridges, and also had another nice one hooked for a few seconds while fishing some faster water.
I started nymphing again and picked off three rainbows before calling it a day. The largest of the three was a nice fat 10 Incher, which would have made my day all by itself even if I hadn’t landed the big brown. All three rainbows ate a pheasant tail.
I think the secret was downsizing my tippet from 5X to 6X, as that’s the only real thing I did different today than yesterday. That decision lead to some stressful moments where I thought for sure the big brown was going to break me off, but it was ultimately worth it.



While the Falling Spring is definitely in sorry shape compared to what it once was, I guess there are still some nice fish to be caught. I’m still in disbelief.


