I've been healing from a cold and today I felt great! The problem is that Friday evening I lost my voice. I was scheduled to work but being unable to talk I would be unable to fulfill my duties. This morning I felt great, minus the voice issue, so I laced up my boots and headed to the nearest State Park. Armed with size 16 WD40's tied with a tungsten bead and size 20 Matt's Midge dry flies I arrived on stream shortly after 10am.
First cast!
Second cast! Action slowed down a little after these two, but remained consistent for an hour or so. I could hear gunshots in the distance and although I love deer hunting there was no place I'd rather be this morning.
Action really slowed after an hour, but then this guy sucked down the WD40 and put up a great fight on the 3wt.
I'm not sure if these fish were stocked a while ago or if they came from a different area of the hatchery than most. Most of their fins didn't have the characteristic gnarled edges that newly stocked fish have. They could also be holdovers (stocked months ago) but this area sees so much pressure I doubt they were stocked less than a month or two ago. After puttin' a hurt on the rainbows I hopped into the car and headed downstream in search for rising brown trout. I found 'em and landed a few on the Matt's Midge. I ended the day around 1pm with at least two dozen fish to hand, about half rainbows and half browns. The browns were all 8-12 inches and the rainbows between 12-16.
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