Posts Tagged ‘bigbrown’
I filled up my coffe mug before leaving work today – it had been a long day and I was downright exhausted. But it had just rained a decent bit last night and the rivers were up, so I figured that I might as well go chase fall browns – it sure beats sitting around doing a whole lot of nothing all night. As I pulled onto the highway, I took a sip of the entirely too hot coffee, hit the cruise control and began my trek up a ways into Vermont (although I live here in VT, I work in NH).
Not too long afterwards, I pulled up to this scene.
I tied on a big ugly streamer and began working the water along rapids dumping into the top of the pool. As I stood there on the edge of the water, repeating that strip, strip, pause… strip strip pause… for some time, I started to zone out – the exhaustion was getting to me, as were some of my other recent concerns. Aside from a fly change every few minutes, I was barely paying attention. But hell, there was only another hour and a half of light left, so at worst I’d stick it out and get to spend some good time on the water. At best maybe I’d hook into a fish or two, but hey – who’s keeping count anyways?
I continued the mindless routine when all of a sudden, the line went tight. In about a quarter of a second, all my concerns and worries melted away. Game on.
After a tense fight, I brought this very healthy fish to net!
Awesome awesome AWESOME! What a beautiful (and chunky!) fish!
Although not a great photo by any means, this shot gives you a good idea of just how these big brutish browns do what they do. I was fishing one of my biggest streamers (#2 I believe), and it looks tiny in his gaping maw.
These fish have such great coloration in the fall. I guess the late day light doesn’t hurt either.
Well then… that was awesome!
I fished until dark but didn’t hook into anything else out there, but I really can’t complain. Biggest fish of the year and biggest VT fish ever, what’s not to love? Now, I’m going to go catch up on my sleep.
I woke up today at 6:30 in the morning. All of a sudden, it was 8:30. And it was pouring outside. A quick check of the radar proved of no help as well. It went without saying that my plan to meet up with Dalton to go fishing had been called off. Bummer.
Still kind of groggy, I decided to lay back down for a bit. Well, as things go, a bit turned into a long while (I’m embarrassed to actually say when i woke up…), but when I woke up the weather was looking better. That is to say, it was no longer pouring… Ugh. And the radar looked a little more promising, with my destination at least momentarily being out of the rain. After a quick call to the Midd Mountaineer, I decided it was worth taking a drive up and over the mountains to go fishing for at least a few hours, even it was going to be miserable all day and I didn’t really expect any action.
When I got to the river, conditions were uninspiring to say the least – it was 43° and varying between strong mist to light rain. Not so fun, but I’d driven over so I had to give it a shot.
A lot of the water looks like this, although I imagine it’s flowing high right now from all the rain (this is my first time fishing on this stream, so I’m not sure).
I spent an hour out there throwing various streamers without any luck before I began to get rather chilled. I did get one good tug towards the end of the hour on a small white marabou muddler, but nothing else. As the rain was also intensifying, I decided to take a break and drive up to visit the guys in the Mountaineer. I picked up a bunch of awesome and enormous flies from those guys and also got some great info before heading back down to the river.
I tied on one of the biggest flies I had just gotten, a #2 sleazeburger, and started chuckin’ it around, working the same bit of water that had previously given me a hit. Strip, strip, pause… strip, strip, pause… recast. And repeat. As I worked deeper into the hole, I paused for an extra second. All of a sudden, the line went taught. Yehaw, fish on! By the feel of it, it was a good sized fish, but I didn’t realize just how nice until I brought it up to the surface.
After a few minutes of play, I finally netted the fish! He turned out to be my third biggest fish of the year, and definitely my biggest VT fish! I was plenty stoked.
That’s a mighty fine lookin’ fish.
Fall browns are awesome!
And letting go.
I fished for a few more minutes before it became too dark to see anything, but I only managed to lose a few flies and didn’t see any more action. That’s alright though, as the fish I caught was not only beautiful but big . Now hopefully I can get out here at least one more time this fall…