A friend of mine from Maine was flying out to PA to fish with a friend of his who happends to be from my home town. So like any wise man I jumped on board and flew westward.
We stopped in Philadelphia
Flew on to only to find reports of low water. Off to western NY .
The locals were less than friendly and there was some concern for our belongings in the parked car but the water looked too good not to fish.
Terrible photos of a beautiful run below......
When you are the third guy you get second rate fish photos
The creek we fished held smaller fish than the mighty SR but day one brought some chrome rockets
Mike is all smiles
We were fishing a bead hatch and picking up a few fish but I had come here with one thing in mind, swinging up one of these fish. I had a few things in my favor, Mike is a professional fly tyer and worked up some beauties for me.
Robbins sold me the perfect stick and all I needed was some time to thrash about.