John wrote;
"You have been around during all the good stuff Matt, I envy you. CJ"
Yes, I am fortunate to have been brought to fly fishing before it became so popular in the mid to late 1970's. (not unlike being "brought" to God!) i.e. being saved from any other form of fishing.
I'll never forget meeting a guy in Cairns (on the Beaverkill to those outsiders) back around 1966. Back then it was cane or fiberglass as graphite was at least a decade away. Anyway the guy was some kind of guru as there were always a few guys listening to him with baited breath. What I was in awe of were his fly boxes as they were literally brimming with flies. He had those multi compartment DeWitt style boxes with 12 - 16 compartments. I was so envious as at that time I had one clip Perrine nymph box and one no-name dry fly box.
He kept all those flies a mystery and wouldn't let just anyone look in them. I never became familiar enough with him to even get a close hands-on glimpse. He was a big caddis dry fly guy. Who knows maybe it was Larry Solomon who did go on to write a tome about caddis flies.
Here is my box collection from three years ago (there are many more now)
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Some of my C&F boxes;
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The box on the far right is a very unusual fly box. It came from England and what you are seeing is only one half of the contents. It is my Clouser box. It has two sets of hinges and if I were to close this side there is another cover and box on the other side with just as many Clousers (over 300 in all)
I first fished the Beaverkill in July of 1965 just one year after the opening of the upper No-Kill section of the river. Back then it was no-kill but there were no restrictions on flies or lures or bait. Yes, back in the beginning you could still use worms, minnows, or eggs as long as you released the trout. Only much later were the regs modified to eliminate bait although I think you can still spin fish.
The Quickway (Rte 17) was unfinished and the four lane ended right across from the Roscoe Diner. It was still being built further down river. For a number of years there was a wooden construction bridge that had been erected right at the head of Cairns Pool so construction vehicles could cross to bring materials and equipment to the stretches of roadway further down river.
I have not really fished the Roscoe area other than a few times, since 1996 when I bought my cabin on the West Branch of the Delaware. I can though truthfully say that the fishing on the Beaverkill back then was not nearly as good as it was when I stopped fishing their in the mid 1990's. You have to remember C&R was really in it's infancy and the BK was, and still is primarily, a stocked river. Yes, there is some wild spawning but I do not believe it is to the degree that would be required to sustain the fishery as it is known on the river in the 21st century.
We used to catch lots of 9" - 14" brown trout and when we caught a 15" it was cause for a mini celebration. It was years before I caught my first 17" brown on the BK and probably ten years before I caught my first 18" brown. I know when I quit fishing there in the mid 1990's 16" - 17" were common and an 18" brown was by no means considered a special fish. My personal best on the BK was a 20" brown that fell to one of my GD duns.
The water from Hendricksons down to the tail of Cairns was so damn good that for the better part of fifteen years I hardly fished anywhere else. You need to remember the river was not very crowded back then and didn't get crowded until I'd say the mid 1980's. I think I've only fished Schoolhouse one time in all the years I fished the BK. I've never fished below Schoolhouse, never fished either upper or Lower Mountain Pool or any of the river down to Cooks Falls. I have fished that water alot because before all the parking spots were posted that stretch had just phenomenal Hendrickson emergences and twenty fish days of 12" - 15" fish were a given.
The only other BK water I have fished often is the lower No-Kill down in the Horton area. I have fished far more of the lower Willowemoc (below Rte 17) all the way down to the Power Line pool along old Rte 17. I've walked most of that length and have had many great 30 fish days back in the mid 1960's to mid 1980's when I was still a nymphing machine!
Maybe when I'm too old to fish, or wade, I'll write my memoirs "Seventy Years a Flyman".