tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-880478764413043795.post9086655689938520185..comments2023-06-25T08:32:49.202-04:00Comments on This River is Wild: Happy ValleyMarkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02645131370691374221noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-880478764413043795.post-15359864152891168562013-06-26T18:13:29.137-04:002013-06-26T18:13:29.137-04:00Wow! Excellent post and pictures! Thank you, for s...Wow! Excellent post and pictures! Thank you, for sharing. That looks like an awesome hatch. I haven't fished for trout during an evening/night hatch, yet. This is really motivating me to change that, and to take a trip out that way!CARFhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08593449506895654252noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-880478764413043795.post-15050708363108185252013-06-23T11:58:42.437-04:002013-06-23T11:58:42.437-04:00Awesome awesome pictures. Well done sir. Makes me ...Awesome awesome pictures. Well done sir. Makes me want to come out there and fish. I really enjoy this blog. Atlashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02429802720178094906noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-880478764413043795.post-81084850018239229822013-06-20T21:00:59.258-04:002013-06-20T21:00:59.258-04:00I envy you! I grew up just down the road from Pen...I envy you! I grew up just down the road from Penns Creek. In fact, my first ever fly fishing trip was the green drake hatch at the tunnel. I got skunked that night, but was hooked on the sport. As I got older I wouldn't even head to the stream until an hour after dark - then spend the rest of the nigt/morning stalking the banks, listening for big fish slurping bugs to target in the darkness.<br /><br />As well as the green drake nymph that you mention, the giant stone fly nymph is usually really productive around the same time. A drake dry with a giant stone nymph dropper is hard to beat.<br /><br />I haven't fished the drakes on Penns Creek in at least 8 years. I miss it! Thanks for the story, pics, and re-kindling of fond memories.Drew Haererhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01319433688354490644noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-880478764413043795.post-23480102187468601122013-06-20T18:10:44.408-04:002013-06-20T18:10:44.408-04:00I envy you! I grew up just a few miles down the r...I envy you! I grew up just a few miles down the road from Penns Creek. My first ever fly fishing trip was during the drake hatch just below the tunnel. I got skunked that night, but I was hooked. As I got older, I didn't even hit the creek until an hour or so past dark and would stay until the wee hours of the morning stalking the banks and waiting for a big fish to make a mistake. There isn't much on the east coast that compares to those big browns rising to a dry drake. One of my favorite rigs was a medium sized green drake nymph with a lightly weighted giant stone fly nymph dropped it below it. I would also drop the giant stone below a drake dry fly. Either way, they were deadly.<br /><br />I haven't been back to fish the drakes in 8 years or so. Thanks for the story, great pics, and re-kindling of so many fond memories!Drew Haererhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01319433688354490644noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-880478764413043795.post-11995447400673556092013-06-20T13:44:27.661-04:002013-06-20T13:44:27.661-04:00Good report! Back in the trout days I used to dre...Good report! Back in the trout days I used to dream about all those streams plus the catskills. When I mentioned the latter to a visitor from NY on a local tailwater he promptly told me the size of fish we were catching would make the newspaper there. Doesn't matter, still pined for all that classic water and hatches.<br /><br />GreggGregghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02623587945737239141noreply@blogger.com