Friday, May 18, 2012

Part Fisherman, Part Fisheries Management

I made my way back to the Scantic River a few days ago before dinner time.  I fished for about an hour total.  The first fish was caught right under a bridge.  The trout was short striking so I slowed down the retrieve and hooked up on the third try.  Much like last time it was a brown trout.  I saw that there were fish taking flies off the surface on the other side of the water so I walked down by a dam and waded upstream.  I got to a submerged log and noticed there was a brook trout swimming in circles.  It looked like a fish with whirling disease, which would have been a disaster.  I watched the fish for a few minutes and finally noticed it was hooked and wrapped around a log.  Who knows how long it was there but I netted the fish and removed the hook.  It took a little effort but it swam off without a problem.  I told myself I'd leave after five more casts, within that time I landed another brown trout.  After that I waded back downstream to go back to the truck when I thought I’d hit a pool of water for a few casts.  To my shock I landed a.......pickerel! What the hell is a pickerel doing here!  I removed him from the water and picked a few wild flowers for the wife and was on my way for dinner.  It’s really great to have a river a couple minutes from my house.  I can get out and fish for short periods of time whenever I want, which would otherwise be wasted doing house chores.  I'd suggest everyone look at a local river/brook/stream and go try it out, you might be surprised.

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