Life has been very good lately, but very busy with my daughter getting married last week and a move coming up. All good things and no problems. I made the last minute call to get away for a break and fit in a few days away for some fall fishing. The weather, water and time were perfect. Having moved a year ago I really missed my backyard fire-pit. Part of my plans for fishing included a fire, a steak, and some bourbon. The trip turned out perfect and had a bonus of some nice fall colors to add to the atmosphere.
Thursday
The weather was beautiful for an early fall morning - sunny with temperatures in the low 70’s. I shouldn’t have been surprised, but it was nice to see the leaves turning. I started up off Tunnel Road and there were a few people around but clearly not like the spring. The water was running at about 220 CFS, clear and around 62 degrees. Hatches were a mix of BWOs and caddis.
I tried a lot of different tandem rigs, but had my best luck with a caddis and zebra midge combo. I caught a few smaller bows that seemed like fingerlings that were stocked. I moved to a lower section of the special regs for the afternoon. By 6:00 pm the caddis really picked up along with BWOs, and BWO spinners.
The evening came together with a nice fire, steak and some Basil Hayden.
Friday
Maurice joined me in the morning for the morning assault. The weather turned cloudy and dropped to the low 60’s. I was very optimistic for the day. We went back to the Special Regs section but had a slow go. I picked up a nice 16” bow on a black wooly bugger - looked like a fish that was stocked a few miles below in the spring. It was a very slow morning.
We moved downstream for the afternoon. We found a great stretch and switched over to a green wooly bugger. This turned out to be a fan favorite and got plenty of action the rest of the day. One of my better days on Penns. I stuck with the bugger and was later reminded that I was basically cheating with a woolly bugger. Towards the end of the day I found some bourbon to get over my wooly bugger guilt.
Sporadic BWOs, caddis and a couple of slate drakes could be seen during the day. We tried to match the hatches but with only limited luck.
Saturday
I was back to going solo. The rain started overnight and was still hanging on until about 11:00 am. The rain didn’t really change the water level or temperature. The air did get colder, only in the 50’s.
I went back to the lower Penns stretch I fished the afternoon before. I figured I could pick up where I left off and go back to my cheating ways with a wooly bugger. No such luck and the trout were on to my evil ways. Once the rain stopped, a few caddis were around and then a big BWO hatch switched on. They were a size #22 and I started seeing a few trout constantly rising. Being lazy, I put on a caddis and found plenty of takers.
I bailed at noon to head home. I had a great few days to get away, fish with Maurice, and catch a lot more trout than I expected for fall fishing.
