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Flyfishing the Holy Land OR Is this thing still on?

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It seems like an eternity since I posted something.  And it has been according to my blogging stats page.  With a new job,  one more move under our belts to upstate New York, and a 10-month old future flyfishing genius, I haven’t been fishing enough or posting.  Moving is second on my list of things I don’t want to do right after dying, and the fishing diminishes with teaching a little one how-to’s. 

Nevertheless!  I did have the opportunity to drive down to the birthplace of American dry-fly fishing around Roscoe, NY.  The mighty Beaverkill River.  

As a gorgeous September day goes, it was a great day to fish.  As water needed to float fish in goes, it was a poor day to fish.  The drive down was great and the changing leaves made for really great backdrop.  The town of Roscoe is awesome, and the whole area (voted Trout Town USA) really is a special place.  

Not knowing a damn thing about where to go, I started at the first pull out I found on the upper Beaverkill.  I fished for a few hours and managed a couple of nice rainbows.  Not sure if this section is stocked or what, but since I had gotten skunked in a Vermont pond a couple of weeks before, and ripped my waders on the Battenkill on the trip before that, just catching fish seemed like it wasn’t going to happen again.  I’m glad it did; stocked fish or not.  

I explored a couple of other Beaverkill pools, but the water was so low that I could have tip toes across most of it.  I can completely see when the fishing is hot however, the pools and spots for fish are fantastic.  I decided to also explore and hit the Willowemoc which joins the Beaverkill at Junction Pool in Roscoe.  The water was flowing a little better and had some nice pools.  It was warm so I just had my rod and one small emerger and made out up river, but ran into someone before walking up.  He told me I should have been there last night (always) and he was going to nap instead of fish because it was warm.  I decided to plod on, and maybe find a spot for the evening hatch.  I’m glad I did.  A few pools up, I hooked and landed a beautiful, buttery 14″ brown.  Because of the guy’s warning though, I left my camera and gear at the truck.  At least I had the net this time.

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Before I left, I had to fish Junction Pool. If you don’t know the history, and if you are reading this you probably do, but Theodore Gordon is given credit as the father of American dry-fly fishing, and honed his flies and craft around this area.  I didn’t catch anything, but fishing there was special, and I happened to be completely alone.  I’m guessing that’s rare for Junction Pool.

Thanks for reading!

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Yes Virginia, there really are brook trout in Massachusetts

ImageBetween moving, “trying” to go to grad school, a new job and family, it’s been a difficult time to try and make some fishing memories around my new state.  A month or so ago (it may have been longer), I got a full day to explore some new water.  There’s a fine line between being comfortable and knowing where you are fishing all the time, and trying to figure out new places and fishing.  Between maps and books, there’s enough information to take a few stabs.  I picked the Quinapoxet one Saturday morning and put some time in.  

After getting a little lost, I mapped out a spot.  When I got to a pull off, there was a guy spin fishing.  Usually, I would think that I was in a horrible spot.  Today, it was like a big red X that at least there were fish in the water.  I moved up river from him dapping a caddis here and there and picked up a couple small brookies.  At least they were there!

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After that, it got a little slow.  I followed the map and found a long path into the river and no one else fishing.  After that, I started picking up some very nice brook trout!  There were very nice fish tucked in most fishy looking spots and I ended up having a dozen to hand by the afternoon.  I was very surprised how healthy the fish looked.  I don’t know if these fish are wild, but the colors looked that way.  It started looking like a thunder storm so I headed back to the truck and moved to the next stop by a bridge, and had some real fun.

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I’m sure these fish were stocked, but i could see some nice brown trout rising.  I tried a small caddis, and the refusals were quick, and showed me that these fish had seen that fly once or twice.  I switched to a killer emerger pattern that I love to use.  They hadn’t seen this one before.  Two or three casts and I hooked a good 16″ brown who put up a great fight.  With net in the truck as always, I released him as gently as possible.  I saw another good brown rising above me.  I moved to the middle of the stream and layed a couple of great casts and I had an even larger fish on.  One more brown in the pool, and then I was on my way home.  I have no idea if that river fished like that consistently, and I haven’t had the chance to return.  I do know on that day, it was a phenomenal fishery.  Enjoy the pics and thanks as always for reading!

 

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