Fishing on the upper section of the Breeches is always a good “go to” place in the Fall. Tricos are still hatching in the morning which gets the wild browns looking up……and the fish are also attracted to ants and beetles.
My younger sons Craig and Luke fished together downstream from me while I fished a section closer to where we parked. We caught over 20 brownies mostly on ants and a crackleback.
Codorus Creek is a class “A” wild trout stream. The west branch is in the “trophy trout program” and is tailwater from Lake Marburg. Even in the heat of summer the water is ice cold.
I did see some rising fish, but had no idea what they were rising to (not splashy rises). There were certainly plenty of bugs biting me!
I fished the section starting downstream of the Park near Porter’s station and caught 12 wild browns – a couple 12 inchers using a crackleback. A good day!
Picked up Tim Brookens at 5:00 am and headed for Spring Creek. The Tricos hatch is on!
We parked at Fly Fisherman’s paradise , walked upstream passed the no wading section and split up from there. We used 2 different tactics and both successful.
I fished the pools for rising fish sipping Tricos with a #28 midge and Tim fished the shallow riffles with a #12 Crackleback. We ended up with 17 fish between us. Tricos were done by 10:00.
We met back at the “Paradise” section for lunch by the “Spring”. Before Tim got back I got to meet with Joe Humphreys, Penn State fly fishing legend who just finished an interview session. Joe is 87 years old and still is an active fly fisherman and teacher. I watched him catch a fish. Impressive!
Tim Brookens and I camped at Poe Paddy State Park for 2 nights with the intention of fishing Penns Creek. It was a bust! No bugs combined with high water temperature equals no action.
So, we decided to go to Fishing Creek. We caught a handful of fish in the morning (water slightly stained). I did land a 17″ Wild Brown on an elk hair caddis. Nice Fish! We fished through a thunderstorm in the afternoon.
It poured again during the night( my tent leaked just a little). We gave Spruce Creek (George Harvey section) a try on our way home but the rain clouded Spruce just enough to kill dry fly attempts. Hey, it’s all about the outing.
We spent 10 days at the Rough Cut Lodge (www.roughcutlodge.com) in Gaines, Pa. mostly fishing Pine Creek. This was our 17th year for a family vacation here during early June. The hatches were heavy at the front end of our trip (Slate Drakes, Sulphurs, Olives, Caddis) but more sporadic later. Small Sulphurs (#18) seemed to work best and gray hackle flies for some reason. This was a great opportunity for some of the younger fly fishermen to catch fish.
Ron Hill and I fished the Run a couple days and caught a handful of wild fish. We saw Slate Drakes, Sulphurs and Yellow Sallies but not in abundance. I managed to catch a 17″ Brown trout in the same place I caught a nice one 2 years ago. This one took a Slate Drake. We love “the run”.
The Allegheny River north of Coudersport has become one of our favorite spots. We made 3 trips here and had good success with limited hatches using Caddis, Crackle Backs and Slate Drakes. No big ones but caught some pretty Rainbows. Our lunch spot in the Pines always makes this a memorable experience.
Tim Brookens and I made our annual trip to the “Savage”. This time we made it a two day trip instead of three, so we pitched a tent at the campsite along the river instead of hauling Tim’s camper.
The Savage hasn’t changed – rough water and multiple currents making it a challenge to get a drag free drift. We covered four sections of the river in two days. The goal is to land a wild Brookie or Brown bigger than 12 inches. Fish of this size are the most colorful fish I’ve ever seen.
Day one was uneventful as we caught a handful of small fish. Day two improved as we caught more fish and hooked up with some beauties. Tim landed a pretty brown and I hooked and lost three nice fish. Our most successful flies were a sulphur comparadun and parachute Adams.
Great camping, challenging fishing, the thrill of hooking up with strong wild fish, falling in, sore backs, tiredness…yep that’s the Savage River.