What a tough day. Thank goodness for a little luck from rain. I did the usual routine: pre-loaded the car the night before, awoke early and hit the Farmington at dawn. September is a tough month for fishing (prior post here), but I have to seize my fishing windows when they occur. As with other
Category: Brown Trout
Consolation
So far, 2019 has been a poor dry-fly season for me. In part due to the cold and wet spring, none of the reliable early season hatches materialized. Alder flies were also a complete bust on the Andro. By the time dry fly action picked up, I fished almost exclusively for wild brookies. So, when
The Small Stuff
What’s better than an unexpected Trico spinner fall? I don’t know. I rarely fish on Sundays but was able to fulfill my personal and family obligations yesterday, and so, headed to the Farmington early to be on the water by dawn. I entertained thoughts of going to the Swift, but Alex Bagdonas was there yesterday
Laborless Day Weekend
It was a bit last minute, but one of my college-aged kids wanted to fish. September is a tough time to dupe trout, at least for me. The big bug hatches are over, and the fish are awaiting the spawning season. Plus, they’ve seen quite a few flies already. So, I decided to head north