Made a quick run to Valley Creek on Saturday morning. In case you hadn’t heard, Hurricane Sandy is supposed to be hitting the area (possibly as you’re reading this) and I felt a hastily cobbled together fishing outing was necessary before the floods of biblical proportions swallowed the land.
A short recap. It was a pretty gray morning, but not necessarily cold. I found the fishing to be slow, or more accurately, I found the hooking to be slow. I fished dries, and landed three. The biggest was around 9 inches. I probably missed 8 or 10 trout that quickly rose and swiped at my offering, but totally ignored the hook. Oh well, that’s how it goes some times.
Enter the “bonus fish”…
You know, that fish you don’t even realize is on your line until you’re reeling in or flicking back your rod for another cast. This tiny, tiny fish earned that honor. Didn’t even feel the take. Lucky for him I was reeling in to move to another spot and not starting a backcast. I don’t count him in the three fish caught. Heck, I’m not sure if it even qualifies as a fish.
I’ll end this post with a nice autumn flavored picture of my favorite little footbridge within the park. I have a feeling once Sandy is done with the area, things won’t be looking quite as tranquil for some time.
I would suspect the fish are hiding from Sandy as well. For some reason they know these things in advance.
I like that explanation Mark.