Sentience
07-30-2002, 11:30 PM
Fished the Swift again for a few hours this afternoon. I saw many familiar faces. It is funny, the more time you spend on the water, the more you realize how small the Massachusetts serious trout angling scene is. I always see the same guys around - no matter where in the state I fish. This is definitely a positive though.
The few of us on the river had a great day today. If we weren't standing in 55-60 degree water the 90 degree heat would have seemed oppresive. Instead, I think the conditions were perfect for the mid-summer. The wind was coming down the hill from the resevoir over the Y Pool, down the rest of the river. The fish always seem to like this wind.
I started walking up the river only to immediately see that the water was noticeably higher. I had hear that they have started to let more water out of the dam. It turns out it is the perfect amount. The quicker flow and higher water level induced many trout to make their way down the river. This is simply great for the balance of the river. They are still focused mainly under the surface, but they will sporatically rise. I picked up a few nice rainbows and a smaller brookie with 16 greenie weenie and a 16 silouhette foam beetle.
I moved of this section of the stream to make room for a fellow angler who actually spotted for me in that exact spot last week as he left the water. I returned him the favor by giving him a shot at that great run. It always bugs me a little bit when one guy sits at a hole for 3 hours not giving anyone else a chance.
So I moved up to the Y pool. Only two other people were there and I actually knew both of them a little bit, so it was a pretty good situation all in all. I quickly started to catch some nice rainbows (a few brookies too.) Once again they were all on size 16 beetles. The water being up has changed this pool a little as far as where the fish like to feed and hang out, but as they say change is good - it keeps it interesting.
I probably caught 10(?) (I don't really count) fish in a few hours. I slowly and lazily made my way back down the river to my car. I didn't catch anymore, but that was ok. I watched two beavers by the route 9 bridge for a while. I guess they were eating. They were both facing the river's edge with their faces right up to the lip - side by side.
What a great afternoon.
The few of us on the river had a great day today. If we weren't standing in 55-60 degree water the 90 degree heat would have seemed oppresive. Instead, I think the conditions were perfect for the mid-summer. The wind was coming down the hill from the resevoir over the Y Pool, down the rest of the river. The fish always seem to like this wind.
I started walking up the river only to immediately see that the water was noticeably higher. I had hear that they have started to let more water out of the dam. It turns out it is the perfect amount. The quicker flow and higher water level induced many trout to make their way down the river. This is simply great for the balance of the river. They are still focused mainly under the surface, but they will sporatically rise. I picked up a few nice rainbows and a smaller brookie with 16 greenie weenie and a 16 silouhette foam beetle.
I moved of this section of the stream to make room for a fellow angler who actually spotted for me in that exact spot last week as he left the water. I returned him the favor by giving him a shot at that great run. It always bugs me a little bit when one guy sits at a hole for 3 hours not giving anyone else a chance.
So I moved up to the Y pool. Only two other people were there and I actually knew both of them a little bit, so it was a pretty good situation all in all. I quickly started to catch some nice rainbows (a few brookies too.) Once again they were all on size 16 beetles. The water being up has changed this pool a little as far as where the fish like to feed and hang out, but as they say change is good - it keeps it interesting.
I probably caught 10(?) (I don't really count) fish in a few hours. I slowly and lazily made my way back down the river to my car. I didn't catch anymore, but that was ok. I watched two beavers by the route 9 bridge for a while. I guess they were eating. They were both facing the river's edge with their faces right up to the lip - side by side.
What a great afternoon.