tjsingle
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Hey all -
I was off work on Friday and decided to make the haul up to Penns with the flows and weather being good. I fished the afternoon until dark on Friday, and the morning until 130P yesterday. I sprained my ankle pretty good earlier in the week, and debated not going but I figured I would be more mad sitting at home than giving it a go.
Flow: 500ish CFS
Water: Low 50's if I had to guess
Clarity: Green, 1-2-ft of visibility.
Weather: Friday mid 50's, period of rain. Saturday mid 40's Sunny.
Friday:
I took my time getting up there, as it was bright sun in the morning in Downingtown. I didn't wake up when I wanted to but I also knew that I wasn't going to be able to fish all day with my ankle. I decided to be there by 1pm so I could fish all afternoon/evening. Once I got on to the stream, there was a pretty consistent mix of BWOs, tan caddis, occasional march browns, and crane flies. I started out with a march brown and got on the board quickly with a average brownie. Kept moving and caught an 11" brookie, which was pretty sweet. I've caught some brook trout at Penns before, but nothing that size though I know others have. Probably the second biggest brookie I've caught in PA.
Kept fishing that particular pool with BWO emergers and landed a few more 12" to 14" browns. It was around 430 when the rain started, went back up to my truck to grab my rain coat, and picked up where I left off.
At that point the hatches/surface activity was waning and most of the fisherman were headed out. I decided to make the change to a streamer. Action was pretty good, probably a 3 or 4 to 1 strike to hookup ratio. Usually I do well with rain at Penns and streamers. I landed some fish quickly starting with a 14-15" brownie. Moved some bigger fish, one was definitely 18-20".
Kept moving and continued to move decent sized fish, but none to net. I had two pop off, both were good but the hookset wasn't great. They were more so swiping at the streamer rather than fully committing. After some average 12" browns, I decided to go back to the spot I had a bigger fish chase. Immediately got a hit from one and thought well I guess that's it for the day. Another cast, strike. Third cast, finally hooked up and landed a nice 16-17" brown. At that point it was getting dark, and I decided to hobble to my truck.
Saturday:
I wasn't sure how well I would be able to fish on Saturday because of my ankle, and to no ones surprise Saturday was ROUGH. Pretty stiff as compared to Friday and so I decided to take my time getting out and fishing, and would just limit myself to a general area that was OK to wade in my current state. I posted up in a spot I knew could see some surface activity, and I nymphed most of the time. Hatches/rises were spotty due to the cold mid 30s temps plus the sun. I decided to nymph and got into a small wild bow, stocker bow, and a 14" wild brown. Got one for the road on a streamer and decided to call it.
Was it smart to fish one of the more treacherous creeks for wading on a bad ankle? No. Did I learn my lesson? Also no. If you were at Penns and saw an idiot hobbling around the general area with a somewhat straight tree branch as a wading staff, that was me.
While I fishing at my normal pace or duration, I had a good time, and in a weird way it forced me to fish water a little more thoroughly than I normally might. On top of being hobbled, my normal wading boots were out of commission due to a broken lace cleat and my wading staff broke half way through the day Friday. Not really the best string of luck, but I've had worse days at Penns.
Tom
I was off work on Friday and decided to make the haul up to Penns with the flows and weather being good. I fished the afternoon until dark on Friday, and the morning until 130P yesterday. I sprained my ankle pretty good earlier in the week, and debated not going but I figured I would be more mad sitting at home than giving it a go.
Flow: 500ish CFS
Water: Low 50's if I had to guess
Clarity: Green, 1-2-ft of visibility.
Weather: Friday mid 50's, period of rain. Saturday mid 40's Sunny.
Friday:
I took my time getting up there, as it was bright sun in the morning in Downingtown. I didn't wake up when I wanted to but I also knew that I wasn't going to be able to fish all day with my ankle. I decided to be there by 1pm so I could fish all afternoon/evening. Once I got on to the stream, there was a pretty consistent mix of BWOs, tan caddis, occasional march browns, and crane flies. I started out with a march brown and got on the board quickly with a average brownie. Kept moving and caught an 11" brookie, which was pretty sweet. I've caught some brook trout at Penns before, but nothing that size though I know others have. Probably the second biggest brookie I've caught in PA.
Kept fishing that particular pool with BWO emergers and landed a few more 12" to 14" browns. It was around 430 when the rain started, went back up to my truck to grab my rain coat, and picked up where I left off.
At that point the hatches/surface activity was waning and most of the fisherman were headed out. I decided to make the change to a streamer. Action was pretty good, probably a 3 or 4 to 1 strike to hookup ratio. Usually I do well with rain at Penns and streamers. I landed some fish quickly starting with a 14-15" brownie. Moved some bigger fish, one was definitely 18-20".
I wasn't sure how well I would be able to fish on Saturday because of my ankle, and to no ones surprise Saturday was ROUGH. Pretty stiff as compared to Friday and so I decided to take my time getting out and fishing, and would just limit myself to a general area that was OK to wade in my current state. I posted up in a spot I knew could see some surface activity, and I nymphed most of the time. Hatches/rises were spotty due to the cold mid 30s temps plus the sun. I decided to nymph and got into a small wild bow, stocker bow, and a 14" wild brown. Got one for the road on a streamer and decided to call it.
Was it smart to fish one of the more treacherous creeks for wading on a bad ankle? No. Did I learn my lesson? Also no. If you were at Penns and saw an idiot hobbling around the general area with a somewhat straight tree branch as a wading staff, that was me.
While I fishing at my normal pace or duration, I had a good time, and in a weird way it forced me to fish water a little more thoroughly than I normally might. On top of being hobbled, my normal wading boots were out of commission due to a broken lace cleat and my wading staff broke half way through the day Friday. Not really the best string of luck, but I've had worse days at Penns.
Tom
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