Nymph-wristed
Well-known member
Air: Cloudy and cool, high 50s to 60
Water: 60, still some stained run-off
140 CFS, so a bit below normal, but “easy” wading.
I call the Brodhead my second home stream because I have fished it often for 30+ years, since I was a long-haired Shawnee Mt. ski setter, college student (the first attempt), and barfly, and I hold it in high esteem, visiting many times each year. I have selfishly never posted about it before, but since Ben Turpin did it justice in a national publication or two, I figured what harm could it do to finally show it some love here.
There were small caddis in the trees and midges, but only a couple risers. I fished pocket water with a variety of nymphs with only warmwater species to show for it, until I resigned to fish a deep hole with midges and an indicator. I landed two bows and fought a third fish. The fish were 12 to 13 inches and had a full set of fins now that they had escaped the stocked waters, but they weren’t browns, you know? I fished the marginal waters today, hoping for a big fish if not a lot of fish, and I tangled with as many smallmouth as I did trout, but I ended the day with a gorgeous streamer fish of 18 inches, my second big trout of the week! Before dark I had 3 more decent smallmouth on the large olive bugger too. Ben didn’t mention the shopping carts, and tent cities, and old train and truck axels in his otherwise thorough and reverent write up, but that is part of the charm of this place, which remains a beautiful, challenging, and sometimes rewarding creek despite our best efforts.
Water: 60, still some stained run-off
140 CFS, so a bit below normal, but “easy” wading.
I call the Brodhead my second home stream because I have fished it often for 30+ years, since I was a long-haired Shawnee Mt. ski setter, college student (the first attempt), and barfly, and I hold it in high esteem, visiting many times each year. I have selfishly never posted about it before, but since Ben Turpin did it justice in a national publication or two, I figured what harm could it do to finally show it some love here.
There were small caddis in the trees and midges, but only a couple risers. I fished pocket water with a variety of nymphs with only warmwater species to show for it, until I resigned to fish a deep hole with midges and an indicator. I landed two bows and fought a third fish. The fish were 12 to 13 inches and had a full set of fins now that they had escaped the stocked waters, but they weren’t browns, you know? I fished the marginal waters today, hoping for a big fish if not a lot of fish, and I tangled with as many smallmouth as I did trout, but I ended the day with a gorgeous streamer fish of 18 inches, my second big trout of the week! Before dark I had 3 more decent smallmouth on the large olive bugger too. Ben didn’t mention the shopping carts, and tent cities, and old train and truck axels in his otherwise thorough and reverent write up, but that is part of the charm of this place, which remains a beautiful, challenging, and sometimes rewarding creek despite our best efforts.
