Since all of us had obligations on Saturday, we met up later that evening at a popular spot near Conway, NH. We had heard good reports about the dry fly fishing there so we decided to scope it out.
After a relatively slow start to the evening, the river suddenly came alive with a mixed emergence of Red Quills and Yellow Sallies. Fish were rising everywhere. Overall, they didn’t seem too picky, and we caught fish on both generic and imitative patterns. The only thing that mattered was an accurate presentation and a drag-free drift. We fished until it got too dark to see our flies and caught oodles of brook and brown trout.
The next morning, we went to a few different spots on another river. Unfortunately, after getting blanked for a couple hours, we called an audible and went to a wild brook trout stream. The decision paid off, and we caught plenty of gorgeous brookies, some quite large for the size of stream they inhabited.
Unfortunately, I tore a few holes in my waders while walking through the woods, so I had to call it an early day. Luckily, Steve at North Country Angler gave me some pointers on how to patch them up. I addressed the tears as soon as I got home. So, hopefully I have a temporary remedy as I save up to buy a more expensive pair.
I stopped at another river on my way home, still bitter about my “accident” and landed a good mix of wild and stocked landlocked salmon, brook, and brown trout.