Nice pictures but did anyone catch any trout?
Matt...Fish were caught...Not sure about how many if any were photographed. Out of the four of us, our top two rods were Eric and Tony...They may have pictures to post.
All of us have been busy since our return from this trip. This is why this post is showing up in June and not early May...I fished up in Grayling, and had a big family wedding here, Eric had a graduation and a trip to Florida, and Tony came home to his Penns winning the Stanley Cup. Maybe they can add something here, though I think Tony's off to the Henry's Fork this week.
My introduction to the Beaverkill was a comedy of errors. I had discovered a small leak in my waders on opening day weekend here and could not find the cause. Eric and I went in to fish and had rising fish etc and I started to feel really cold.
I had on a pair of fleece wading pants under my waders and began to feel I had a leak. We waded to the shore only to find out I looked like the Michelin Man! Both legs had ballooned out...
The pair of Simms waders I had were an older pair and were a style that had a slim cut and were always difficult to remove...Skinny-legged. This time they came right off, no problem...Swoosh! Water poured out.
As I was standing next to the highway, nearly naked, looking for dry clothes, Eric held my waders up and said, "Spence. I think I found your problem!" There was a big tear in the seat. How I missed it I don't know!
Had to return to Roscoe for a new pair of waders.
Wading for me in some of these rivers was tough for me. It took a few moments to get use to the bottom, along with the current, and depth we waded...I'm spoiled on the Au Sable. Compared to your streams it's a walk in the park. The guys had told me to add cleats to my boots and I had done this, but it still took me some time to acclimate.
On a float on the main-stem of the Delaware I had caught a nice fish, but it was foul hooked...It had rose to my fly or a nearby natural and when it turned away my fly caught it near the pectoral fin and unfortunately I had to hydroplane it in...I refused to have this fish photographed. We made sure it was ok and got it back in the water ASAP.
My nicest fish I lost to a lazy rookie mistake...We were fishing behind the house one night. Across the river and down was an access site and six guys had waded up on the other side of the river and we had four spaced out on our side...
I spotted a rise upstream from me and waded closer to shore and upstream and put a cast over it. The fish took the fly and off it went and my old Hardy was squealing! The fish made a couple hard runs and ping my leader gave way. I let out a howl and when I looked up everyone was looking at me...
I remember that when I was tying the first blood knot above the fly I may have scraped the knot with the clippers a bit...I even remember telling myself that I should re-do that knot. Well...I didn't and when I checked it out there was a nub left with a wrap or two of the blood knot and a clean break...Oh well!