My arms and legs tingled with anticipation as I walked the short trail down the river. It was a beautiful fall morning and the river section I had selected only had a couple of anglers in sight. The two anglers were poached on a couple of boulders on the far side of the river just below the dam. They were throwing heavily weighted sinkers with a bait of some sort into the heavy water from the spillway. My plan was to fish a run in the river downstream from them. The first few casts into the river were more exploratory than anything else. I was just working out the kinks from the last time I had fished. After a several casts and moving down stream a bit, I came across a section with an undercut bank that just looked really enticing to me. I was fishing with a floating jointed Rapala in the Rainbow Trout color. I cast the lure out into the stream and let it swim down the run. Nothing out in the deeper part of the run, but, my plan was too swim it up near the undercut bank on the retrieve. I watched closely as my lure rode along just sub-surface and reeled slowly as to keep the lure near the undercut bank as long as I possibly could. Suddenly, I felt the hit of a good trout. My plan had worked! After a tussle with the trout on the end of my line, I brought near shore at my feet where I could see it. It was a beautiful fall Brown Trout!
I brought it ashore and quickly as I could took my camera out and shot a quick picture of this Brown and then quickly released him to swim back to his undercut bank for another day and another time.
The fall fishing season is my favorite time of year. I love fishing for Brown Trout in the fall, and, as we know some big Brown Trout can be caught in the fall of the year as they prepare for the colder winter months to come. They are spawning and can be aggressive to protect their area. I do not fish directly over spawning beds, so let me make that clear. I do look for big Brown Trout, though!
In addition, the fall season is Elk hunting season. Nothing is more beautiful than to be outdoors in the fall of the year in the crisp air enjoying the beautiful color changes in our landscape and listening to a bugling elk off in the distance somewhere. I am not a hunter, as most of you know by know, however a bugling elk is one of the most beautiful sounds of the outdoors. Thought I would share a photo from my archives of a little ol’ Elk who came to visit one day while fishing.