Wild Brookie from Profile Lake |
The next morning I woke about 7:30. Much to my surprise the stars that I went to bed watching were replaced by ominous low clouds. My plan was to hike out to Ethan or Shoal Pond and fish for wild trout. With strong winds and a good chance of rain, I decided to get a weather forecast before I made a decision. I'm okay with rain, but 30 mph winds are tough to cast a fly rod in and Ethan is a 6 mile round trip. Shoal easier but much longer is over 11 miles round trip. Bad news, Rain and strong winds. So I fished rivers and the same lakes as the day before. I also tried Ammonoosuc Lake. There I saw a big male turkey displaying. He was all puffed out and his head bright blue, but not a hen in sight. Again my only reward for the day were a couple small brookies. The " highlight" of my day was; I was standing in knee deep water at Saco Lake casting with the wind at my back. While I was fishing, a snapping turtle only three feet in front of me came off the bottom. It caused a big cloud in the water, it looked like an eruption. He came off the bottom and swam away. He was only a step in front of my front foot for ten minutes yet never made an aggressive move. He was so still I never saw it until it swam away. Back at camp, I read about John Wesley Powell while listening to the woodcock again. Sometimes he'd fly down only feet in front of me.
One of the " bigger" trout from Saturday |
I packed camp early, I was in the car by 6:50 I hoped the early start and improving weather would lead me to some calm water where I may actually get to take my kayak off the roof ( I had been fishing in waders this whole time). I drove towards home. Echo was a little breezy. Profile looked good but a couple guys were already there at 7 am, so I figured it might get busy. So I kept going south. I got off at the Waterville Valley exit and fished a pond I'd fished before. It was glass calm on one side and the windy side was only ripply, so FINALLY I took the kayak off. At first I was getting short strikes with a beadhead pheasant tail, but a lot of fish were surfacing. So I switched to a small hares ear and fished it just under the surface. That did the trick! In the next couple hours I caught 28 trout. That is a new record for me. However, the fish were still biting. Anyone that can throw a fly 30 feet could have caught 25 fish. I am sure if I had all day I could have ended up with over 50, I had a long ride home so I passed on the challenge. One negative was most of the fish were small I only caught about 5 over 9 inches.
One of the many shiners that found my beadhead irrestitable |
I tried one more pond on my way home before I got on the highway. It is stocked with trout and it is a beautiful mountain lake as far into the woods on the worst dirt road you can find. A father son team were coming in with float tubes, they caught a nice stringer of trout including a 2 1/2 pounder. I did not have time to put in the kayak so I fished from shore. I saw a lot of rises right in front of me so I casted my fly rod. It turns out the rises were common shiners. If you don't believe that I will fish for anything, this is proof. For the next 30 minutes I caught a mess of small shiners and had a blast doing it.
I drove home after that resisting temptation to hit any more lakes
Animals I saw- moose, turkey, deer, frogs, snapping turtle, toads, woodcock
Fish 33 trout, 2 yellow perch, shiners
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