Fished the Schuylkill River and tail end of Perkiomen Creek in the late afternoon until dark with Fredrick and Jayl, and met Mute on the stream. The water on the Skuke was moderately off-color from the recent rain, and a little high for wading. No temperature reading was taken but the water felt cool.
I arrived first, and fished the Skuke for two hours without a strike. When Jay and Fred arrived, we walked to the mouth of the Perkiomen and found “clearer” water there. Jay and I donned waders and Fred wet waded. Fred took a position 100 feet downstream of the effluent discharge pipe from the Oaks sewage treatment plant :-o. He fished the “’foam :-o” line and was rewarded with a 10” SMB. A well earned trophy for Fred!:lol:
We caught our breath again :roll:, and worked our way up the Perk without moving a fish. Towards dark we approached the dam and found Mute and some buddies fishing the pool just below the dam. As we approached, we saw one of Mutes buddies had a fish on. They had one good carp in the pen and the second fish caught was also a nice one. (Pics of these fish can be found in the "Carp near Philly" thread)
Jay and I watched as Fred cast for carp and flatties. Both of us left as darkness fell, and Fred stayed in hopes of landing one of those behemoth fish. It was not to be that night for Fred. He headed home to hit the showers (hopefully :-(). Ah...the life of a brownliner.
I arrived first, and fished the Skuke for two hours without a strike. When Jay and Fred arrived, we walked to the mouth of the Perkiomen and found “clearer” water there. Jay and I donned waders and Fred wet waded. Fred took a position 100 feet downstream of the effluent discharge pipe from the Oaks sewage treatment plant :-o. He fished the “’foam :-o” line and was rewarded with a 10” SMB. A well earned trophy for Fred!:lol:
We caught our breath again :roll:, and worked our way up the Perk without moving a fish. Towards dark we approached the dam and found Mute and some buddies fishing the pool just below the dam. As we approached, we saw one of Mutes buddies had a fish on. They had one good carp in the pen and the second fish caught was also a nice one. (Pics of these fish can be found in the "Carp near Philly" thread)
Jay and I watched as Fred cast for carp and flatties. Both of us left as darkness fell, and Fred stayed in hopes of landing one of those behemoth fish. It was not to be that night for Fred. He headed home to hit the showers (hopefully :-(). Ah...the life of a brownliner.
