fa544e4
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- Jun 18, 2009
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After a long hike in, I was on the water about 8:00am. My first few casts were at the mouth of a small tributary that is known to have a few brook trout. I was able to hook one on a size 10 black woolly bugger that was released quickly at my feet. I then tried my luck on the Yough.
The air temperature was in the low 50’s and the fishing was slow going for the first few hours. I was mostly throwing wooly buggers and was not seeing any action. By early morning, the wind picked up and leaves started to fill the river. Almost on every cast was catching the elusive leaf fish. My luck changed when I spotted a rainbow feeding just a few feet from the rock I was perched up on. I tied on a bead head prince and was able to entice the fish to strike. By my best guess, it measured 16-inches. I was able to land one more 16-inch bow on a black wooly bugger. After fighting the leaves and a few rain showers, I decided to call it a day and head to Meadow Run.
On Meadow Run I was able to land one more fish on a black wooly bugger and missed more then I care to admit. But one fish in particular has me shaking by head. I observed a nice sized brown come to the top and slurp a fly. I was not sure what it was, but I tried a size 20 BWO and that was the ticket. The fish toke the fly with in seconds of hitting the water and the fight was on. But, my disappointment began when he jumped out of the water and tossed my fly. I am accustomed to missing fish, but this has been bothering me since it happened.
All and all, it was a great day to be out to see all of the fall colors. Both bodies of water were ideal in color and flow level, but I could of done without the leaves.
Fish count
2 rainbows (16-inches)
1 brown (12-inches)
1 brook (>6-inches)
The air temperature was in the low 50’s and the fishing was slow going for the first few hours. I was mostly throwing wooly buggers and was not seeing any action. By early morning, the wind picked up and leaves started to fill the river. Almost on every cast was catching the elusive leaf fish. My luck changed when I spotted a rainbow feeding just a few feet from the rock I was perched up on. I tied on a bead head prince and was able to entice the fish to strike. By my best guess, it measured 16-inches. I was able to land one more 16-inch bow on a black wooly bugger. After fighting the leaves and a few rain showers, I decided to call it a day and head to Meadow Run.
On Meadow Run I was able to land one more fish on a black wooly bugger and missed more then I care to admit. But one fish in particular has me shaking by head. I observed a nice sized brown come to the top and slurp a fly. I was not sure what it was, but I tried a size 20 BWO and that was the ticket. The fish toke the fly with in seconds of hitting the water and the fight was on. But, my disappointment began when he jumped out of the water and tossed my fly. I am accustomed to missing fish, but this has been bothering me since it happened.
All and all, it was a great day to be out to see all of the fall colors. Both bodies of water were ideal in color and flow level, but I could of done without the leaves.
Fish count
2 rainbows (16-inches)
1 brown (12-inches)
1 brook (>6-inches)
