First of all, thanks to all who helped out with my last minute trip to the cold trout waters of the upstate. It sure helped out this normally salty fly tosser to connect while up there.
My wife, myself, and our lab headed up to do a little camping and spend a weekend together before I head down to Antarctica for the winter. It was a dreadfully cold forecast, but she said she still wanted to go, so we did… It was forecast to be in the low 20s, but I’m not sure how cold it actually was.
So we hit the road Friday after work, and after a quick stop to meet SC90210 and grab some gear he lent to me, we were off to Seneca to stay in a hotel since we didn’t want to hike in in the dark. Early the next morning we drove to the trailhead and hiked the 1.5 miles or so to the river and picked out a good campsite. With the tent erected, the site organized, and lots of firewood gathered, it was time to don the waders and try my hand at the fishing.
I suited up and hit the water, to find another guy throwing the fly just downriver from me. I waited for him to approach and asked how he was doing. There were 3 in his party and they had caught one fish each since 10am, it was around 2pm. Not having a great outlook, I headed around them and downriver a bit. Well, I had the lucky hand because I caught 10 rainbows and one brownie in a very short time. Two of the other fisherman watched me catch about 6 of those fish and could not believe I was doing so well… beginners luck? I missed more strikes than I’d like to admit, I think more than a few were from about 3’ of badly curled leader that I could not get to straighten out in the cold.
I fished until almost dark, and then it was time for a warm fire, stew, and sleep.
The next morning I had similar results with fish rising to both my dry fly and taking nymphs on the dropper. I caught 13 rainbows and one brownie Sunday morning, and at around 15 or 16", that brownie was the biggest fish of the trip by far. Again, I missed plenty of takes. It was fairly cold, a