On an outing that happened last week, or there about I encountered some beautiful wild trout. These fish were willing to take a dry fly, and the ones that actually rose to the fly I was able to bring a pair to hand. The morning was gorgeous, sunny, not to warm, and a slight breeze. In these times I truly like a little wind for it keeps the insects at bay.
The fish were found in almost all areas of the stream, riffles, pools and along those fly stealing undercut banks. On this day only one fly was listed as MIA.
A wild brown, the first to come to hand. The photo really depicts what this blog is named for "Small Stream Reflections"....look how beautiful the trees, clouds and a bright blue sky are reflected in the water. Now say to yourself, wow what I could be enjoying.
In one of those little seams in the stream my fly was viciously ripped at. I was quick and a hookup was solid. The fish was strong and did not give up easily.
One of my better small stream browns of this year.
He was released to battle another day.
The Ausable Bomber was the fly that was responsible for the trout taken today.....thanks Fran.