"Natives"..not brook trout but those fine vegetables and fruits that are local. I am very lucky to have two very good farms within a couple of miles of home. One of the farms I visited the other day has lots of native produce on sale right now. I saw these beautiful yellow summer squash and picked up a few. This can be steamed or sliced and baked with seasoned bread crumbs. I got to talking with the owner and was told that the native sweet corn would be available around July forth. Corn is one of my favorite summer veggies.
"Got Sausage"....if not make some. I had some country style pork ribs in the fridge. I took them out and removed the bone. Then took a knife and cut them into the desired size. There is no need to grind the meat especially for this amount. Then some simple seasonings, salt, black pepper, crushed red pepper, and a drop or two of wine. Fennel seed can be also added, some like it and others find it undesirable for various reasons.
Get yourself a handful and form patties. Grill them crispy in some spots for that distinctive flavor and texture.
When done serve along side a hot pepper and a salad and "wow"...they are also great for breakfast.
A New England Classic
"Moxie" if you have not tried this drink please do. It is a favorite of mine.
The more I delve into these North Country Flies the more I'm liking them. These patterns were created centuries ago and my goodness they work. The simplicity in tying them is beyond words, like the commercial say's even a caveman could do it. The fly pictured is a Partridge and Blue, or sometimes Blue Partridge. Tied back in the 1800's. Blue silk body with sparse mole dubbing and partridge hackle. The colors don't suggest a natural insect, well yes it does. The insect is a sand spider, and they are often found in sandy sections of streams. The fly is best used in the months of April, May and June. Over the past few months I have fished the fly in various streams along sandy sections.
Places as this.
And just as the book said, the fly worked perfectly. The light colored brook trout, as they hang out in the sandy bottom. "Camo"
In this run as I worked that Blue Partridge along the bottom an ample amount of trout hit the fly.
I think those Yorkshire gents may have really figured it out. "Thanks"....
Yesterday was Father's Day and one of the nice things about this day is the fact that there's not much resistance from other parties to the thought of going fishing. Permission granted and I was out the door. I headed to a stream that has in the past been good to me in terms of fishing action. When I got there I found tumbling water and plenty of it. While gearing up I could already feel the humidity, that nasty clammy feeling. The clouds were hanging on but the forecast was for some sun to break out, which may not be helpful in terms of feeling good.
The mountain laurel is in full bloom, like snow in the mountains, and a prettier sight is not possible...well maybe.
This is the "well maybe"...wild brookie on a dry fly....a dry fly that would work very well today.
A typical Connecticut freestone stream. Lots of rocks to hop and dodge.
Behind some of those rocks hold fish like this one.
"The Conover" a Catskill fly that got a lot of attention. This fly was tied with ginger hackle, but now I have in my possession the golden badger hackle this pattern requires. The dubbing is home-made.
There is a nice little story behind this fly... I'll tell you about that later.
I probably have caught 1000's of these fish and I never get tired of them....
The Neversink Skater, a fly I fell in love with the first time I saw one in the book "Land of Little Rivers". It was a pattern created by Mr. Ed Hewett. I try to tie it as close to the original pattern but it's not quite the same....but it works just fine. This is the second year that I have been fishing it and the more I learn about how to present it the better I get at fooling trout with it.
The last few outings I have fished this fly almost 100% of the time...here is one of those outings.
This fly works well in riffled water and pools.
This wild jewel took the Skater in a glass clear sunlit pool...it was skated across the pool and he chased and struck it twice.
This is a prime place to work the Skater. As it neared the log jam the fish came straight up and nailed it.
Drifted along the edge, or the seams and then twitched it becomes something a trout can't resist.
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.
A few months ago a long time reader of SSR's sent me some beautiful Catskill style dry flies. "Parachute Adams" is the gent, and his name is Sam. These flies are an art form and are difficult to tie. I don't tie many of these and I'm so happy when someone ties them for me and generously sends them my way.
Well yesterday I took the box of flies and hit a favorite small stream. My day was a success.
A little stream, and my favorite area of a small stream..."riffles"
The first wild jewel to hand...taken on a Royal Wulff...these flies are built for broken water.
Another Wulff pattern. Broken water or slick pool, killer patterns...tied perfectly.
Such beautiful color variations on these brook trout.
Such beautiful coloration along the stream, and I might add sounds and smells.
Although I fished 3 patterns, the Royal Wulff was the top producer..peacock and red might have had something to do with that. Thanks, Sam.
I had a wonderful few hours on the stream. Here is a short video clip..I hope you'll enjoy it.
A North Country Spider, the Dalesman. It is in keeping with the tradition of those sparse wonderful flies of Yorkshire. A silk body, Pearsall's Claret, natural mole thorax, and a grouse hackle.
Named for the legendary fly fisher and tyer James Leisenring of Pennsylvania. I think that we can thank Jim and is friend Pete Hidy for giving us the wet fly and flymph. Well wet flies have been around long before these gents, but their way of constructing them and fishing them have helped so many of us.
There is a wonderful article on Jim Leisenring and Pete Hidy in the Jan.-Feb. 2017 issue of American Angler.
"The Outback"..this is a kinder gentler version known as the "Fern Brook" section. I spent some time here a few days ago and found myself surrounded by unbelievable beauty. The ferns were such an intense green, and were slightly swaying in the soft breeze. As I moved to the stream I could almost hear a trout rise, slowly moving to the edge I gazed over the glassy surface looking for that rise, which was not to come, at least not at that time.
I moved along the stream fishing a dry fly. In certain pockets I managed to bring a trout to strike, and in a few of those pockets the strike lead to a hook-up.
While fishing I noticed some rises right along the bank. They were very splashy and being so close to the shore I thought the fish were taking ants...I was right.
Any place that featured woody debris seemed to be a hot spot. This run produced several hook-ups.
And some strong wild brown trout.
This guy was a "leaper" several high flying jumps in a attempt to free himself before coming to hand.
A fine day this was fishing "Fern Brook"...paid a visit to the tree we decorated for Christmas for the lovey wildlife in the area, good to see old friends.