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Tuesday, May 30, 2017

Potter County Fishing Report: 24-29 May

The formal extension of Mikey D Fishing to "God's Country" couldn't have come at a more opportune time.  Late May and June are the prime months to be fly fishing the streams in Potter County.  It's basically big bug time: March Browns, Sulphurs, and Green Drakes start popping off the water in the late afternoon, with the trout eagerly rising to take advantage of a big meal.

Wednesday and Thursday Captain C.C. and his lovely bride Mary took part in the 10th annual God's Country TU chapter's Project Healing Waters event.  A national initiative on the part of TU, the event provides disabled vets the opportunity to fly fish on some of the best waters in the country.  Since its inaugural event in 2007, the chapter has used Moore's Run Fish and Game Preserve (http://www.patrout.com/), a beautiful piece of property in Austin, PA, about 20 miles south of Coudersport.  The preserve offers both lake and stream fishing, both waters offering the opportunity to catch 20 inch plus fish, which are raised on the property by owners (and TU chapter members) Roy and Cathy Magarigal.  And the Chapter does a phenomenal job of providing the vets a first class event, taking care of everything from lodging to some of the best eating I've done in awhile.



The first day of the event consisted of some casting tips and instruction on properly releasing fish.  Then it was off to the water.  The chapter members acted as guides for the vets, helping with their casting, changing flies, and releasing fish.


Mary and I teamed up with Angelica, a young Air Force vet from Buffalo.  The weather on Wednesday was perfect; temps in the 70s under sunny skies.  By the late afternoon Sulphurs and a few Green Drakes were coming off, providing an opportunity to toss dries.  Fishing was to be honest quite challenging.  We decided to focus on the stream, which is no wider than the stream behind the house.  Overhanging trees made casting somewhat tight, but Angelica managed to land a few fish, including a really nice Brownie.



Wednesday night the rains moved in with a pretty steady downpour in the morning.  Mary opted out of the second day of the vent, which was fortuitous because it spared her experiencing a rather eventful trip to the preserve.  One thing that I learned the hard way on Thursday morning was that there are no short cuts in Potter County.  Heading towards Austin, I noticed on the GPS a road that cut over the mountain and would allow me to cut the corner and save some time.  So off I went down Little Moores Run road,which was began as a gravel road, then turned to dirt (or rather mud), then began to close in on me the closer I got to the property.  To add insult to injury, about 1.3 miles from my destination, I hit a gate.  With the closest place to turn round about a mile behind me, I had to back the truck in the pouring rain with my head stuck out the driver's window, only to run into something (not sure what) that dinged up my rear bumper.

So with my Colorado so christened, I made it back to the spot where I could turn around, and headed back to the preserve via the long (and paved) route.  On the up side, the chapter members decided to keep the vets dry and give them fly tying instruction, leaving the morning to do some exploring.  I fished down the stream for a few hours with fellow chapter member Mick Grassley.  As I said earlier, the stream is not wide, nor deep.  With the rain the water was kind of stained, but fishable.  What was amazing was that every spot that looked like it held fish not only did, but held a big fish.  I've never seen so many 18 inch-plus fish in a stream that small.  Yeah, they were stocked, but didn't look like stocked fish, and didn't fight like stocked fish.  For the most part I watched Mick pick up fish after fish, including a Brownie that easily went over 26 inches in a pool that couldn't have been over 12 feet in diameter!

By the afternoon the vets were back, and after lunch Angelica and I lit off to re-fish downstream.  The second day proved more productive, not only in numbers but in size of the trout.  Angelica landed several Rainbows in the 18 inch range, including landing a fish after her reel had come off the rod.

The rest of the week has been spent hitting various spots in the area.  The West branch of Fishing Creek is a bit low, but still fishable.  I managed to lose 3 fish one afternoon, but picked up an 18 inch Rainbow in a pool downstream from the property.  Also got to explore a couple of new sections of the Allegheny, one of which provided the opportunity to throw dries to willing trout in the early afternoon.  Finishing up this report was an outing to the upper Allegheny special regs section last evening, where the Sulphurs and Green Drakes came on pretty strong and resulted in a good number of 8-12 inch Rainbows (and a 'Bow that Josh Wiles, who introduced me to the Beaver Pond section of the river, took with a Drake).

The rains this morning have given way to partly cloudy skies and mild temps.  The prospect of another hatch of big bugs this evening is too much of a temptation to pass up.

Tight Lines,
Mikey D Fishing

Sunday, May 28, 2017

Working the Incoming Tide at Indian River Inlet, DE

Temperatures in the low 70's, water temperature around 62, and a strong incoming tide ripping through the Indian River inlet made for a perfect setup for morning fishing.  The Indian River Inlet 5 miles north of Bethany Beach, Delaware is a great location for a multiple species day.  Depending on the time of year and conditions, it is possible to land Striped Bass, Bluefish, Weakfish, Flounder, Tautog, and Black Sea Bass all in the same outing.   Because the inlet is so prolific with the Atlantic Ocean pouring in and out of the narrow gut four times a day, competing for a spot on the walk above the rocks can be a challenge.  For the lucky few including Capt Joe and Capt C.C., a military ID carries the benefit of unfettered access to the US Coast Guard Station just west of the Indian River Inlet Bridge and a short distance to the open ocean. 

Capt Joe was grateful on this fine Saturday morning to gain entry to the station for some morning holiday weekend fishing.  Initial signs were encouraging as terns were diving 500 yards east and bait was clearly visible reacting to predators underneath. 

Several casts up current, across current, and down current produced little.  A quick change from the chartreuse sassy shad with a white skirt to a Kastmaster, tipped with a white gulp bait also mattered little.  I finally registered a 16 and then an 18" striper after letting the Kastmaster sink for up to 5 seconds and initiating a slow, steady retrieve.  On the edge of the tide line at the mouth of the Coast Guard basin .... Bam! One fish was landed.  The next fifteen minutes produced additional hits and the second striper!  Bigger and better to come this summer!



Tight Lines,

Mikey D Fishing


Back in the Striper Business

The striper season for Mikey D Fishing started frustratingly slow.  While our initial foray into trolling produced only the occasional hit in the mid-bay, we anticipated that the end of the trophy season with more liberal size limits (2 fish per fisherman / over 20" / only 1 over 28") versus the trophy season 35" minimum would work in our favor.  Over the last few years, the Mikey D team was able to get the keepers rolling over the rail by chumming in a few select spots near the Chesapeake Bay Bridge.  An early season surge of fresh water from the Susquehanna river changed the dynamic this year with increased turbidity and a influx of Blue and Channel Catfish.

Over the course of 2 or 3 trips, we produced more catfish than stripers.   Undaunted, we tried some new rigs to include floating weightless alewife with #6 - #8 hooks in the flow of chum.  Several hits later finally produced our first keeper Rock, crossing the line at 20".  It isn't a record but it put a meal on the table and put Mikey D Fishing back in business!



Monday, May 1, 2017

Potter County Fishing Report, 28-29 April

The Mikey D Fishing team joined up for a weekend of trout fishing on a variety of local streams. Friday afternoon Captain DiPaola rolled in, After settling in Joe geared up and we meandered down behind the cabin to hit a few spots on the west branch.  The usual honey hole failed to produce, so we moved down to a second spot that normally holds fish.  With the trees leafing out, the stream level was already beginning to drop, requiring a bit of stealth approaching the bank.  A couple of casts of Joe's wooly bugger across a sunken log, though, produced a nice 8 in Brookie, enough to set the tone for the rest of the weekend.

For some folks an alarm clock is just an alarm clock.  It buzzes, beeps, or turns to your local radio station.  In Potter County, the alarm is nature.  Saturday marked the opener for spring gobbler.  Now, I haven't seen a turkey in the field since last fall.  But the gobbling alarm sounded around 0645, and we looked out into the field to spot two Toms, looking for some action,  Unfortunately, the  gobblers heard the call of love, and darted off into the woods and up the other side of the mountain before we could get the Phantom 3 airborne.

After a great breakfast of Belgian waffles it was time to hit the water.  We decided to fish Wykoff Run, a small freestone stream about an hour south of the cabin.  Weather was cloudy with occasional showers, but he temps held in the low 60s so it wasn't uncomfortable.  We spent the morning stripping wooly buggers against the current, with Joe managing a Brookie, and a small native for me caught in a small tributary to the stream.






 Around noon we decided to pack up and drive up to fish the delayed harvest section of the First Fork of the Sinnemahoning, just south of Costello.  Quite a few fly anglers taking advantage of the recently stocked and no harvest section of the stream.  But we managed to find some decent spots, fishing one of the tribs, which produced 3 Rainbows for Joe, and the first fork itself, which produced one solid hit from a big fish that summarily spit out my bugger. On our way back to the cabin we stopped to fish behind the Westgate Motel on Route 6 in Coudersport.  The stretch of the Allegheny normally gets hammered by the bait fishermen during opening day weekend, but we managed to spy a few trout who survived the onslaught, probably because they were holding in nearly un-castable lies.

Then back to the cabin for steaks, followed by a healthy dose of Blanton's, Perdomo Robustos, and a great Penguin victory.  Tough to beat that kind of a weekend in "God's Country," but the spring is young, and the hatches are yet to start in full force.



Tight Lines,
Mikey D Fishing