More wild jewels from the end of the street.

Summer is struggling to kick off, Rain and low temps prevail. The rivers are high so the best places to fish are the headwaters of local rivers and streams. Lucky for me I am close to quite a few. I hit the East branch of the Saco today. I just follow my road to where it ends in the National Forest and go down a trail to the river. This is a boggy area, so the mosquitoes are terrible. You have to cover up or get bit up pretty bad.

I start with my go to dry dropper setup. A size 14 Patriot dry with a size 20 Grey RS2 hanging off the back. If the water condtions are good i will usuelly pick up a few of this jems.

Finally

I got a little fishing in this evening. My first trip. After dinner I went across the street to the East Branch of the Saco. I have not done well here, but I that I’d give it a try. I didn’t even put on waders. I got 7 brookies in about a hour. Most were caught on a pheasant tail jig fly with a pink collar. One took a larger Pat’s rubber legs stone fly nymph. The water was about 55 degrees. I fished until I could not see to untangle my leader. A good night.

A Quiet Thanksgiving

We had a quiet Thanksgiving. I was home for a change. Marylynn got the bird in the oven early and the sides were all ready to go. We took the downtime and went for a short walk. We have a trail that starts a couple of 100 yards up the street from our house. It runs for about half a mile along the East Branch of the Saco river. It was a beautiful New England day. Of course, I looked for where the Brookies might be hiding.