2100 miles and 3 days later I have arrived back in central Pennsylvania. After spending the last 2 days catching up on sleep, I felt it was time to go hit a mountain stream close to home with the hopes of catching some wild Brookies.
This is exactly what I needed to relax. This past semester has been a stressful one, I have been trying to figure out what my career goals really are, trying to put some money away for a rainy day, and my classes were on the tough side. I honestly do not think that there is a better way to relax than watching a beautiful 8 inch brookie take your dry fly off the surface. Well here are a few of the better pictures from today.
Another great part of the day came while I was working a little riffle. I knew there would be a fish holding in this little pocket. the first drift produced a take and after the short little battle, I brought this little gem to hand.
On a side note, I was trying to achieve my goal of catching a few toothy fish on the fly rod this morning on a local lake but the stars didn't align. I had one really nice chain pickerel about 19 inches or so on a for a few few and that was it. It hammered my streamer, and I have no idea how I lost him.
Hopefully I can make it happen next time I am out.