beeber2
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Fished Penns from Wed 5-7 to Sat 5-10. Overall conditions were excellent and I caught more fish in 4 days on Penns than I have caught total from Penns the last 4 years. Wed. it was cloudy and the fish fed all afternoon. In the evening I lost fish in just about every way possible, broken hook, hook straightened out, broken knot at hook, broken tippet knot, ha ha. I still had plenty of action and managed to land a handful of fish. Most fish where caught swinging a soft hackle just under the surface in moving water. The strikes were jolting. I saw caddis, grannoms, hendricksons and march browns. The march browns did not come down on Wed.
So, Thursday I fished the lower project water and used heavier tippet and a couple of other adjustments - and I did much better. I spent some time waiting for some anglers to leave a certain run, though they ended up not leaving. This forced me to fish the faster water upstream from them. Swinging soft hackles through the pockets worked very well for me, and sometimes I would find a pocket that held several fish. Thanks guys for camping in the run, I probably would not have fished like that without you. Thursday evening was the highlight of the trip for me, as the march browns decided to come down for the evening. There was much action the last hour of daylight. First the small fish rose, then there was a small pause, then the big boys came out. The last three fish were: a 10 inch smallie, then a 16 inch brown followed by another 16 inch brown. The browns both had big shoulders and put up a great fight. I had strikes often as the light faded and missed a bunch of other fish because it was just too dark to see. Now that's what I came for!
On Friday my legs and back let me know on no uncertain terms that it was a good day to take it easy, so I fished for brookies during the day and wound up back at Coburn at 530 pm. I sat down at the junction of Penns and Elk and thought to myself, "give me a reason to fish". A minute later there was a splashy rise 10 feet in front of me, so I got up, waded upstream and started swinging down to the fish. It took 3 casts to get the distance right and it was fish on, a nice foot long brown that whacked the soft hackle. Then I went farther downstream to find a flat stretch for the evening rise. There was some activity as the light began to fade, and I put on a hen and flash to swing until the fish started rising. Well the soft hackle got whacked early and often, as I took about a half dozen fish that way. There were some risers but not that many. The last fish of the evening was a nice 16 inch Rainbow that slurped a march brown parachute.
Saturday I went to Poe Paddy early to try that stretch. As I hiked upstream around 11 am there were rises on the far bank and some caddis flying about. I tried dries but ended up using soft hackles again to nail the fish. I worked down hitting all the pocket water, with good action. I hiked upstream a bit for the evening, still fishing the pocket water and getting more fish. Again the last hour there was lots of action, though the fish were a bit more fussy than the previous two days. I never did figure out what they were eating, but about 1 out of 3 would take the soft hackle, which was plenty of action for me.
Sunday was Mothers Day so I packed it in early and headed for home. What an awesome trip! My top producing flies were hen and flash soft hackle, soft hackle pheasant tail (both with bead and without), March Brown parachute, and Missing Link Caddis parachute. The pocket water action was amazing!
So, Thursday I fished the lower project water and used heavier tippet and a couple of other adjustments - and I did much better. I spent some time waiting for some anglers to leave a certain run, though they ended up not leaving. This forced me to fish the faster water upstream from them. Swinging soft hackles through the pockets worked very well for me, and sometimes I would find a pocket that held several fish. Thanks guys for camping in the run, I probably would not have fished like that without you. Thursday evening was the highlight of the trip for me, as the march browns decided to come down for the evening. There was much action the last hour of daylight. First the small fish rose, then there was a small pause, then the big boys came out. The last three fish were: a 10 inch smallie, then a 16 inch brown followed by another 16 inch brown. The browns both had big shoulders and put up a great fight. I had strikes often as the light faded and missed a bunch of other fish because it was just too dark to see. Now that's what I came for!
On Friday my legs and back let me know on no uncertain terms that it was a good day to take it easy, so I fished for brookies during the day and wound up back at Coburn at 530 pm. I sat down at the junction of Penns and Elk and thought to myself, "give me a reason to fish". A minute later there was a splashy rise 10 feet in front of me, so I got up, waded upstream and started swinging down to the fish. It took 3 casts to get the distance right and it was fish on, a nice foot long brown that whacked the soft hackle. Then I went farther downstream to find a flat stretch for the evening rise. There was some activity as the light began to fade, and I put on a hen and flash to swing until the fish started rising. Well the soft hackle got whacked early and often, as I took about a half dozen fish that way. There were some risers but not that many. The last fish of the evening was a nice 16 inch Rainbow that slurped a march brown parachute.
Saturday I went to Poe Paddy early to try that stretch. As I hiked upstream around 11 am there were rises on the far bank and some caddis flying about. I tried dries but ended up using soft hackles again to nail the fish. I worked down hitting all the pocket water, with good action. I hiked upstream a bit for the evening, still fishing the pocket water and getting more fish. Again the last hour there was lots of action, though the fish were a bit more fussy than the previous two days. I never did figure out what they were eating, but about 1 out of 3 would take the soft hackle, which was plenty of action for me.
Sunday was Mothers Day so I packed it in early and headed for home. What an awesome trip! My top producing flies were hen and flash soft hackle, soft hackle pheasant tail (both with bead and without), March Brown parachute, and Missing Link Caddis parachute. The pocket water action was amazing!
