AndyS
04-21-2013, 06:25 PM
Out Rt. 17 Friday afternoon over the Wallkill, over the Neversink, landing in Roscoe, Trout Town U.S.A.
I knew I didn’t have much time since it was after 3pm already, but this may be my only chance to fish clear water with the forecast of heavy rain so I didn’t waste much time and went to work on the Beaverkill at Sunoco pool. I got 4 chunky browns in short order and 1 littlin. To the amazement of the wand waver at the bottom of the pool, eyes like pie tins ! Off I went like Santa Clause on Christmas Eve. Driving to my next spot on the Beaverkill listining to the radio, TORNADO WATCH, great !! Jump in the water where Trout Brook comes into the Beaverkill. Great, wand wavers with cement shoes trying to cast into the swirling 25mph winds, a great site, I moved downstream. Working away with little time to spare and I’m reeling in trying to buck the wind when something comes up behind my lure and boils, and chases, and snaps, pow !! With 10 ft. out line out a fat 17” brown pounds my offerings, off to the races. Deepening black skies, time to get to Hancock after a quick catch and release.
Check in with Wilson, off to the Circle E diner. Back to the room then the rain starts, heavy at times, then ends. Wilson and I keep our fingers crossed.
Saturday morning meet up with our guide and float from Buckingham to Long Eddy. Water was rising, and getting very cloudy. Large tree branches float down the river along with a lot of leaves and weeds.
A few feisty smallmouth come to net, then nothing. Then drifting, casting, nothing. More drifting, more casting, a few smallmouth, hours go by, wind is HONKING and it is COLD. Streamside lunch. Back to work and I got one brown near a clear feeder stream. Wilson connects with a slob brown near Traci Lourdes bridge. Hours pass and we call it a day. Much like booking a saltwater fluke charter and the wind suddenly turns to the South, you know it’s gonna be bad but you go anyway. 1st bad trip with my guide in I think 6 years, and no fault of his. I think the East Branch was the culprit, major mud, and we heard the Beaverkill went way up also. The guide offered us a half day float Sunday afternoon but Wilson and I didn’t think conditions would change much in 18hrs give or take so we passed. Steak dinner at Lidia’s.
Sunday morning, frost on the cars, wind is honking, snow flurries. It is still very much winter up there. No one is cutting the grass, no buds on the trees, might as well by January by the looks of things.
Off to Roscoe, Trout Town, U.S.A. where the famous Roscoe diner doesn’t open until SEVEN AM on Sunday, sorry Wilson. We killed an hour window shopping in Roscoe and checking out the Willowemoc which was running high, breakfast. 1st stop after breakfast Cairns pool on the Beaverkill, we are the only people there, cold and windy. Our guides are freezing up but that didn’t stop us from putting a hurtin’ on some chunky browns, some fresh stocked, some holdovers. The stretch for the most part is no kill and artificials only. Bounced on a few spots, water was rippin’ ! Back to Sunoco pool where Wilson and I get a steady pick going and I got a nice Rainbow. He peels off after and hour or so to go back to Roscoe and hit some tackle shops, there are 3 in town. I go back down to where Trout Brook comes in and start working hard, sun is out and getting warmer. Workin’ it, workin’ it, no love. No mind since I had a HUGE adult Bald Eagle circle over me for about 3 minutes, worth the price of admission. Took to the long scenic way home along the river on 97, it was still muddy, oh well.
Fished the Beaverkill and the East and West Branch in N.Y and Penns Creek in Pa. and have yet to see the Big Flatbrook in New Jersey, go figure.
Just in : Andy, Here are some dates for trout in May and early June. 5/26,5/29,5/30,6/2,6/3,6/6,6/8,6/9................tight lines, Mike
I knew I didn’t have much time since it was after 3pm already, but this may be my only chance to fish clear water with the forecast of heavy rain so I didn’t waste much time and went to work on the Beaverkill at Sunoco pool. I got 4 chunky browns in short order and 1 littlin. To the amazement of the wand waver at the bottom of the pool, eyes like pie tins ! Off I went like Santa Clause on Christmas Eve. Driving to my next spot on the Beaverkill listining to the radio, TORNADO WATCH, great !! Jump in the water where Trout Brook comes into the Beaverkill. Great, wand wavers with cement shoes trying to cast into the swirling 25mph winds, a great site, I moved downstream. Working away with little time to spare and I’m reeling in trying to buck the wind when something comes up behind my lure and boils, and chases, and snaps, pow !! With 10 ft. out line out a fat 17” brown pounds my offerings, off to the races. Deepening black skies, time to get to Hancock after a quick catch and release.
Check in with Wilson, off to the Circle E diner. Back to the room then the rain starts, heavy at times, then ends. Wilson and I keep our fingers crossed.
Saturday morning meet up with our guide and float from Buckingham to Long Eddy. Water was rising, and getting very cloudy. Large tree branches float down the river along with a lot of leaves and weeds.
A few feisty smallmouth come to net, then nothing. Then drifting, casting, nothing. More drifting, more casting, a few smallmouth, hours go by, wind is HONKING and it is COLD. Streamside lunch. Back to work and I got one brown near a clear feeder stream. Wilson connects with a slob brown near Traci Lourdes bridge. Hours pass and we call it a day. Much like booking a saltwater fluke charter and the wind suddenly turns to the South, you know it’s gonna be bad but you go anyway. 1st bad trip with my guide in I think 6 years, and no fault of his. I think the East Branch was the culprit, major mud, and we heard the Beaverkill went way up also. The guide offered us a half day float Sunday afternoon but Wilson and I didn’t think conditions would change much in 18hrs give or take so we passed. Steak dinner at Lidia’s.
Sunday morning, frost on the cars, wind is honking, snow flurries. It is still very much winter up there. No one is cutting the grass, no buds on the trees, might as well by January by the looks of things.
Off to Roscoe, Trout Town, U.S.A. where the famous Roscoe diner doesn’t open until SEVEN AM on Sunday, sorry Wilson. We killed an hour window shopping in Roscoe and checking out the Willowemoc which was running high, breakfast. 1st stop after breakfast Cairns pool on the Beaverkill, we are the only people there, cold and windy. Our guides are freezing up but that didn’t stop us from putting a hurtin’ on some chunky browns, some fresh stocked, some holdovers. The stretch for the most part is no kill and artificials only. Bounced on a few spots, water was rippin’ ! Back to Sunoco pool where Wilson and I get a steady pick going and I got a nice Rainbow. He peels off after and hour or so to go back to Roscoe and hit some tackle shops, there are 3 in town. I go back down to where Trout Brook comes in and start working hard, sun is out and getting warmer. Workin’ it, workin’ it, no love. No mind since I had a HUGE adult Bald Eagle circle over me for about 3 minutes, worth the price of admission. Took to the long scenic way home along the river on 97, it was still muddy, oh well.
Fished the Beaverkill and the East and West Branch in N.Y and Penns Creek in Pa. and have yet to see the Big Flatbrook in New Jersey, go figure.
Just in : Andy, Here are some dates for trout in May and early June. 5/26,5/29,5/30,6/2,6/3,6/6,6/8,6/9................tight lines, Mike