Sunday, October 4, 2026

October 4, 2026 – Sometimes I Pick the Wrong Creek for the Right Reasons – NEPA

A real pretty one.

I was up early and on my way to the Mighty Brodhead today, when I decided to pivot to another creek.  I think I wanted to privilege solitude over prime conditions.  I didn’t expect this Class A to have much water in October, but it had rained a lot just a week ago, and more was supposed to be on the way, so I did expect a little more than I found.  Needless to say, I stayed anyway, knowing I’d have this place to myself today.  I fished 5 hours and never got even a shower despite the skies looking heavy with precipitation.  It was cool but also swampy at times in waders, but I think wet wading is officially over starting this upcoming week.  The roads were wet on my way back home, so maybe this area eventually got some rain, but it did not happen while I was fishing.  Water temperatures are good everywhere, but the bigger water likely fished better today, especially with all the cloud cover, which would have made the streamer I tied on 4X last night make more sense.  No matter, I wanted to see this creek in the early fall, and fishing in different conditions is good for any angler.  I clipped off the bugger and 4X, found a caddis larva and some 5X, and started sneaking through the woods with my 10 foot 3 weight.

Some early trouts.

It did not take long to find a few fish to eat, but I had to work through an entire pool and run without a hit until I reached the head.  Nymphing and not tossing a dry dropper from afar, this was the pattern today.  Stay low and sneak up to the bouncier water.  I did catch a couple on a streamer in some holes I had to approach from above due to trees and other obstacles, and I even skated a caddis dry a few times after witnessing a handful of rises late in the morning.  But nymphing a single bug and reacting to the quick grabs in faster water resulted in a respectable morning.  I bet I had about 10 fish in the 5 hours I was out there, but I covered a lot of water in that time because fish were only holding where they were holding.  There was a mix of holdover rainbows (some looking great and some looking stressed) and wild browns, but with the exception of one decent adult brown, all the larger trout were rainbows.  All the fish looked skinny, probably from the heat and low water this summer.  Or the skinny ones ate today because it was time to eat.  They acted fine, chasing a streamer at times, leaping when hooked, but I sort of wished that I was feeding them actual food not tungsten.  The brown did not appear colored up to spawn yet, so they likely have time to eat and get back to prime condition before making redds.  The bows can go, honestly, as they really don’t belong in this creek if it supports a Class A population of browns—which it most certainly does, today’s showing notwithstanding, of course. 

Some healthier ones.

Normally, this would not be a creek I would target in the fall, but as I said above a challenge is good and there are reasons to choose a particular spot, especially on a weekend, that have little to do with prime conditions.  Solitude won this early fall day.  Some leaves are falling and undergrowth is dying, so it was easier to bushwhack and not have to wade in the water and potentially blow up a spot with a wake.  Even in NEPA, we have some time for true autumn to set in, but it felt good to be out there in the changing seasons.  I heard some practice shots in the distance, so it’s not surprising that I saw no wildlife today, maybe one squirrel.  The deer must know what’s up.  Speaking of that, it looks like I might have to find some more blaze orange to wear when fishing this time of year.  It looks like the rules about how much orange to wear exceeds that of just a hat.  Maybe a hat AND a buff the next time I head out?  The boy is off for fall break starting Friday, so we may poke around the Lehigh River or another big creek next Monday.  I guess I need some orange for him too?  There will be more to come in October, hopefully a little more excitement than some skinny trouts from another bony NEPA creek.

Bony and sometimes skinny, but a day in the woods with some fishes.