Friday fall foliage and fickle trout. |
The joys of wading. |
Today was much more fun, though not any more productive. The SEPA creeks that get a fall stocking have
fish in them now, for the most part, so I took the boy out today to give them a
shot with the fly rod. My dad found him
some waders that nearly fit, and I searched Amazon for some inexpensive
felt-soled boots. As you can see from
the pics, the highlight for the boy was wading the creek, a joy I’d forgotten but
vicariously relived on a beautiful Sunday afternoon on the Pennypack. The park was loaded with people and dogs and
fishermen, so the fish were skittish in low, clear water. We did give the boy his first on the water
fly fishing lessons, even if we landed no fish.
It is good to know they are in there, however. I like to have some options for a couple
stolen hours during the week. Besides
some grading and one meeting on Monday, I have most of next week open, and I
will surely get my fix of fishing. For now, I pray for rain!
Having learned my lesson about the limitations of
bootfoot waders last winter in State College, I decided to order a pair of
replacement stocking foot waders using some LL Bean dividends. They should arrive by Wednesday or Thursday
this week. It is always good to have a
back-up pair, and the Bean’s will be covered for a year, even though they
ceased honoring a lifetime replacement.
I have owned multiple pairs of the model I ordered, and the features and
layers of material just slightly outpace the comparably priced Orvis Encounters
(and I had some Bean bucks, as I mentioned above). In the meantime, unlike the boy, I will not
likely test my wading skills in any kind of depth unless totally dictated by
the situation. It would be nice to stand
knee deep and chunk a streamer for some pre-spawn pigges, you know? Rain, please.
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