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Monday, April 20, 2026

Wrangled A lunker Rainbow and a Tight Lining Schooling

Sunday was windy and colder as a cold front approaches.  I had the chance to head out back to the bigger creek where the stockers are.  I knew the DNR had put a couple bigger ones in there with rumors of 26 plus inch fish.  I also knew on a Sunday it would be busy and hoped the weather would hold back a few.



When I got there, there were fisherman lining the bank so I went on the opposite side and found an area away from my competition.  I immediately caught a small rainbow on the midge, but was having trouble getting deep enough with the slightly swollen currents and the wind.  I lost a fly to the trees when my deep spot opened up, and I went back across the river to it.

I started to catch a few fish and was working on my 5 fish limit, but it was going slow.  I did have a slightly bigger fish at 13 inches.  Then I saw a guy wading in the spot I just left.  He was tight lining as well and I watched him pull in one fish after another!  He caught like 8 fish in 15 minutes (he was releasing them all) and I had been there for about an hour with only 3 fish.  That was humbling, but I was still doing better than all the spin folks I could see.  Humbling though for sure.




Finally, I switched to a chartreuse heavy mop fly on the point to get down and I nailed a 14 inch rainbow which gave me a great fight.  I got back into position and lost my dropper midge on a rock, so I only had the garish green mop fly on now.  I think that let me get a bit deeper perhaps, but I nice fish was hooked!  This thing had a paddle for tail!  It was a fight.  At this point no one was around, so I fought him well and got him landed with heart pounding.  I snapped a pic for AI before depositing him in my lunchbox creel. (Maybe I need to get an old school whicker one?). I stopped using a stringer because too many people were seeing me catch stuff and crowding me out LOL.  It was a heavy fish!  I ended up getting my last fish for the limit of 5 around hour 2.5.  




The big one was weird.  It was only 17 ¼ inches long but weighed 3 pounds 7 oz.  It didn't qualify as a MD trophy to my surprise.  My last fish was 23 inches and didn't weigh that much!  It was a football stuffed with eggs.





Well, so much for the AI tech.  It said it was 19 plus inches and over 4 pounds... that thing is just not reliable on bigger fish.

This work week is short.  I need to pack because after my hockey game Wed night, I get 4 hours sleep and I will be driving to hunt turkey and camp through Saturday morning!  I can't wait.  Should be a good camp.  know my brother will be there with the camper, our friend Jeff, my friend Brent, and fellow Sunset shooter Evan should also arrive.  I will have my tipi as not enough time for the wall tent.  I can't wait!  I quote the great Bocephus, "I need a little time off for bad behavior...I've been too good for too long"!

Wild Brown Trout - A Trip to Beaver Creek




Saturday was the opener of turkey season, but alas I was not able to get out.  I had to bring my son to TKD leadership class at 9 and then drop him off at scouts for a campout at 11am.


Then, I was driving a half hour West to fish a small stream that holds wild browns for about an hour while my wife was at a lunch date with a previous coworker.  I'll take what I can get.  This small creek was fly fishing only and catch and release.

I set out on the stream and there was one other truck in the lot.  I kept wondering why the water was a little murky, but it was because he was ahead of me wading.  I ended up catching a small wild brown right away (adipose fin was not clipped so I know it wasn't a stocker), then wrangled a small rainbow from a deep hole.  I didn't have much time and had to leave to continue on to my father-in-laws 80 birthday dinner in PA. 



I was happy with myself that I had caught a few after the other fellow had already gone through above me.