Creek Addict

Thursday, I woke up with the sunlight hitting my eyes. I had nothing to do for the day so I went fishing to try to get some revenge on some salmonidae (after my near skunking at The Salmon River.)  My usual small creek fix in NY is closed to fishing for the season, so to NJ it was. Seeing as it was 10 a.m. I knew I had to get down to the river soon. So skipping breakfast and a shower I hauled on down to a Northern NJ wild brookie gem. Feeling good about the day, even though I had nobody to fish with, I knew it would still be a good time. Every now and then you have to get out on your own, recollect, and just focus on the fish, the fishing, and the creek.

After stopping at the first pool only a few yards in I pulled out two brookies. With two fish in ten minutes I knew it was going to be a good day. I slowly worked my way up the creek, euro-nymphing every plunge pool, pocket seams, and deep runs. I managed to pull about five brookies out within the first hour. Afterward, things started to get a little slow. I hiked up the river and slowly made my way back down. I managed to land about eight brookies in total and lost about three.

There was nothing to write home about, as every fish I was pulling out was the average size for this creek. The fish were looking very healthy, the river was running beautifully, and with hardly any clouds in the sky I knew that even if I didn’t bring in an 8″-10″ “monster” fish I could leave the creek satisfied. With the sun setting in the valley, I fished hard until I couldn’t see my sighter anymore. All in all, a great day. I think I’ll be visiting this creek a lot more within the next few weeks, inclement weather or not.

I also took some time out to take some vanity self portraits, ha.