My Brother Josh and I headed out Wednesday evening with our two horses and fishing rods, we skipped work Thursday. The area we fished is what I imagine fly fishing to have been a hundred years ago. Forget all that popular blue ribbon stream fly fishing technique, this stream is full of eager and forgiving Brook trout. In fact the sloppier you cast and slap the fly on the water the more fish that come after it. Multiple times we had more than one trout try to bite our fly at the same time. We decided rather than play leap frog as we both fished this stream, we would use one fly rod and take turns every other fish. We quit counting the number of fish we caught somewhere around fifty. We also fished the lake the stream flowed out of. The trout weren't as eager but we caught quite a few that were just gorgeous and fat. Don't ask I won't tell!
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