One for sure of these old boy's are left. The one left is in the process of teaching his grandson. One left lives on the banks of the Sock. Has been long as i have known him.
It takes a certain breed for "Sock" fishing. You don't hear much about it. Wonder why? Maybe all this time, it has been a best kept secret.
Best wat to see sock is by inner tube, canoe. Way too much is hard to get to. Now, for me, that time has passed. When I did, I did it well.
I guess the day I stopped, was the day, I was to lead 10 in canoes down the sock. Rained heavy for a 2 days prior to trip. Checked the stream night before trip. Roaring, Muddy, Banked! Called captain of canoe team, said we can not go, someone will drown. I was told I was a sissy, no guide, I had no idea of how to canoe in high water.
They said, we should have never listened to the advice of the person that recommended you. "We are going", and will never call you again!
They went, to the banks of the "sock". Never put in. Called me in the evening and said, "Sorry you were right". Will you take us again. My answer, Never!
What does this have to do with fishing the "Sock". I think just about everything! The power of the Loyalsock Creek. If you do not respect it, it will sweep you away. And if you respect it, it will sweep you away with its beauty and full bounty!
A man can spend a lifetime on the sock and never fish the same hole! Some of you characters mention "Chas. Lose". I have it, fished some of his holes but he never fished some of mine. Vise versa! You say your good, question, How good! I guess, "how mean are you". how much do you want it! Fish the sock, fish it mean with vengeance! Big one is there,------BIG. An armlength!
My arm I believe is 33, 33 1/2, Biggest was 29. I gave him to my Uncle in Olean N. Y. and he ate him! No picture, no fuss and no muss. I was not fishing to please the world. Just a dinner for a friend! A brown trout!
Now, you don't need to go crazy. Sock dumps into Susquehanna River in Montoursville, I like this area and above 220 bridge where mill Creek dumps. Nice ones .
Mike said infertile, the big ones do not eat size 16 Blue wing olives. I think the key is Big, Bigger and Biggest. For the trophy! Monsters are there, I have seen it.
Well, with that, good luck, I could spend a day or 2 on this. No time! I have another one in mind! Much smaller!
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