Sunday, April 28, 2019

Highs and Lows


Signs of spring...


Over the past six seasons, I've made it a point to meet up with friends in central Pennsylvania. This usually occurs over my spring break and this year it featured a few highs and a lot of lows. I met up with my friends Tom, Luke, Justin, and Dave at the campsite and awaited the arrival of Matt and Dan. The latter two never showed up due to car troubles and pregnancy complications. Over an open fire and a star filled sky, we all caught up and discussed the following day's strategy. On day one, Luke and Justin went turkey hunting and ended up getting skunked. Tom and Dave slept in as I embarked into Penns Woods to battle the rain. The grannom hatches were winding down and there were only sparse signs of other mayflies. Nonetheless, I found success fishing a march brown comparadun between the downpours. After the front moved through, it was replaced with an insane amount of wind that put a damper on any hope of an evening hatch. After meeting up with Tom and Dave, we ended up putting on skagit lines and swinging streamers to no avail. We cut loose that night and slept in the following morning. 

On the morning drive into the creek, a five inch bolt went through my tire. Upon parking, I could hear a loud hiss and instantaneously knew what that meant. If you know about this location, then you also know that this occurred 45 minutes down a gravel road. We all decided to deal with it later. While gearing up, my boa laces exploded. Thankfully, I had a spare pair of boots in the car and was able to fish. The session was tough but I managed a few nice browns nymph fishing the fast stuff. The day and trip was cut short to deal with the tire. I ended up leaving a day early to start the process of driving four hours home. With it being a Sunday, it took awhile to find an open tire center. I ended up needing four replacement tires. I spent my day on the road and sitting in a Pep Boys waiting room...


It is always fun to arrive in the middle of the night and wake up in a new environment. 


Hey jealousy...



Portal to another dimension...


March brown eater...



Post downpour brown on a dry...


You wouldn't believe how windy it was in this picture.


Getting lower...



Low.





Sometimes you hit it right and other times, you simply are too early. 
We were too early...


The wilds of Pennsylvania



Clean


Biomass




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