Due to some personal things going on, I don't have too much time to fish right now. I kept it local this weekend and visited the stream where I learned how to fish for trout. You can easily figure out this location, but I didn't want to post in the general area since it is only about 30cfs typically and cannot handle any pressure.
The river is a small tributary of the CT river and is a stream that harbors sea run browns and wild brook trout. There are no dam obstructions here, save for a few low roll dams the fish can easily ascend. This stream was also a historic Atlantic Salmon nursery.
I fished the uppermost part of their journey. At this point, they cannot go any further because of this:
I will tell you that fishing bait here is DEADLY, especially any sort of bait derived from the ocean, as the fish here are used to feeding on it in the lower reaches of the system. I fished flies of course and had modest success, catching three fish, but I know there are a lot more.
The reason I know the fish are here is because I could see them. Where? Trying to ascend the waterfall! I am not kidding! Here is my attempt of photographing one in the air (missed it)
I saw at least three 8-12in browns trying to swim up that strong column on the left; it was amazing. This is the only place I have ever seen this. It is really snaggy here, and this is where I fished
After about an hour I finally hooked a sea run. Stupidly, I did not take a picture because I figured I would get more and maybe larger ones. The one I landed was about 10in long but fought the equivalent of a 15in stocker, no kidding, even taking drag from my Ross Evolution! It took me over a minute to land it. It was fat, coppery brown with red dots and reddish fins.
After that one I caught a 6in wild brookie and then (disappointingly) caught a stockie brown here
The stockie was about 12in but came in without a whimper.
I know the mouth of this creek harbors some large sea run browns, about 3lbs, because I have seen them caught through the ice in the winter. The area where they live is sort of a cranberry bog and basically impossible to fish in moving water. Further out from here, the river is littered with small stripers.
Sorry I missed the money picture; I will try to go back and catch it again. If you ever hook a CT sea run, you will know it; they fight as strong as any wild fish I have ever caught.
Tight lines.