"My big fish must be somewhere"
- Santiago
Brother Kelly brought Dad out to God's Country to get in a little fishing and enjoy the Potter County spring, which has finally arrived. Sunday morning, after a great breakfast of scrapple and eggs (thanks Kelly!), we headed down to the Pavilion Hole. Temps were in the upper 50s, and a bit gusty. So we opted for the spinning rod and tossed minnow lures and Panther Martin spinners (single hook) for about an hour, to no avail.
Having worn out our welcome, we moved down to the lower hole. It was protected from the wind, so I moved to the bottom of the run with the fly rod and fished an undercut bank that had held a fish a few days earlier. So I wasn't paying attention until I heard commotion behind me, and saw Dad's spinning rod bent over.
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I looked down into the water and saw a monster Brown. Biggest fish I've seen in this stream. He must have been hiding under a sunken log near the far bank, and decided the Panther Martin looked like a tasty meal.
We landed the trout, took a couple of quick hero pics, and back in the water it went. Easily 22 inches, maybe 23-24. A trophy Brown for sure!
Not bad for a 92-year old. If you can get to the water, you can wet a line.
Tight Lines,
Mikey D Fishing
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