To the Left: "Stan' Trying his luck at the falls.
This was dad's first time seeing the still waters and he was quite amazed. We fished a few still waters mid-day having some success but not as much as I'd hoped, we had just missed the mayfly hatch and the fish were likely stuffed. We ventured down the old rocky shoreline to the falls where last year yield lots of fish of good size. As I casted into the pool, nothing was really moving. I thought back to last year and what fly had done well there. I opened my box and saw the #6 limerick streamer hook dressed with a zonkered rabbit, mylar body and a muddler head with a cone, A Zuddler will do the trick I thought. Needless to say within a dozen casts I had harvested two beautiful trout for supper that evening, both measuring around 13 1/2 inches. We returned back to camp, after a beautiful walk through the standing woods of large pine and sucker maple, hiding our quarry with our food stash and ventured back to fish the upper still waters. Dad was tired, and decided to relax at the stillwater nearest camp. I decided to fish the upper two still waters and caught some nice fish, but not until the run at the top of the farthest pool from base camp did I find great success.
I returned to the pool below and heard coyotes, dad must have started supper I thought to myself, they could smell the fresh trout on the frying pan. I opened my phone to a call from him making sure I was okay, I was thinking the same thing about him. I didn't fish on the way back to camp as I was quite hungry. Thinking about the trout, bread and butter with nice cold water after a day of fishing could make most mouths water. Like I said before, conservation of this provincial fish is key but taking a two fish from a system with a healthy population will not greatly affect the overall well being of the stream. Supper was great, but I was eager back to the stream. I fished down to the lower stillwater and caught some beautiful trout on streamers and dries. But landed a nice 14 inch trout for breakfast the next morning just as it was getting dark. We walked back to the camp as the moon rose and carefully stashed it with the rest of our food and settled down for the evening.