Well, Labor Day Eve was rainy and cold. That didn’t bode well for fishing, but, the next day, I headed out to the Farmington. As I’ve written before, September for me is the toughest non-winter month. Fortunately, I early on landed two fish, both grizzled stockies, a good-sized rainbow and a Survivor Strain brown. Then,
Another Summer in the Books
I took a trip up to the White Mountains yesterday. The fishing was good but not great. The low water made it challenging and the fish have started to smarten up some. Quite a few takes were missed but some solid fish were caught to boot. The male brookies are starting to color up well
Sighting: Orange Caddis
Here is an interesting post from folks up in Middlebury, VT. View this post on Instagram A post shared by GreenMountainAdventures (@greenmountainadventures) I’d consider throwing orange flies. Frenchies with orange hot spots, orange Pheasant Tails and orange Mops. Throw a size 12 Elk Hair Caddis with orange bodies. Just my two cents.
At the Bench: Black-Nosed Dace
I awoke at 2.30 am. And, decided to stay home. The weather forecast called for a chilly morning, and I find that those conditions in September at the Farmington usually mean a low-volume outing that is not worth all the driving. I like to be home if possible on weekend afternoons to spend time with