T! minus two weeks and counting before Pennsylvania is in the rear view.
Having already said goodbye to Valley Creek with the April "blogger" outing, I wanted to take a day of this past extended weekend to visit my other favorite "not so secret" water that has been extremely kind over the past year.
Looking back, it's kind of funny that it took me almost two years after I was initially tipped off about this little gem (under a veil of secrecy) to actually give it a try. It's about a 45 minute drive from my house, and not necessarily in a place you'd think to look...literally right alongside a well traveled road.
Being that it was Memorial Day, I tied a special kebari pattern the night before, just for the occasion.
I dropped in at the usual spot by the parking area, working the creek upstream. Unfortunately, fishing started a bit slow. The first 3 or 4 usual spots I typically see action yielded nothing. I was actually kind of disappointed (and I guess concerned); I didn't want this kinda-final experience here to result in a skunking.
Eventually, things came around, and the fishing became more to resemble why I love this water. Not big fish, but very active (& impulsive) wild browns. Most were taking the kebari about 6 inches below the surface, if not on the dead drift, then with a pause-twitch-pause-twitch repetition.
I'm not much for counting fish, but I probably landed six or eight, stung three, and LDR'd one more when my line got wrapped around a partially submerged downed branch.
The hike out and back to the car was a little sad knowing this might be the last trout fishing trip for a while, as I foresee the next two weekends involving far too much packing and other nonsense of the sort.
After that, well nothing against Northeast Florida, as I know the fishing opportunities are going to be remarkable (redfish here I come), but there's something about the both the literal and figurative coolness of having a small sylvan creek right around the corner that it will be hard not to miss.