Fall Leaves and Fall Browns.

After weeks of sitting at home agonizingly watching fall set in while temperatures dropped as I could only  dream of Brown Trout the color of fall leaves, I finally had an opportunity to break the rod out and run for the hills. Between family vacations, Halloween, and work, I was beginning to worry that the hallowed fall fishing season was going to pass me by. That was until last week when I had a Friday that managed to stay open on my schedule. Quickly I attempt to round up someone willing to drop everything to chase frisky fall Browns with me but was reminded of how out of whack my friends priorities are… just teasing guys.  Turns out it was a great chance to meet a new fly fishing pal, and me and my new bud Travis from www.azflyandtie.com where heading to the White Mountains to see how the rivers and streams were fishing. Over the two days we fished four three different rivers. The results seemed to be the same. Fishing was dead slow up till 3:00 pm when everything seemed to turn on. Despite the freezing nighttime temperatures we where still able to get a few fish to rise to a Stimulator while most were taking small nymphs. Most of the fish seemed to be on the small side although, as we where pretty far off the beaten path all were stream breed. We did manage to land a couple nice sized fall Browns and one good sized Apache. Suprisingly, although we spent most of our time fishing a fairly large river the two biggest fish of the trip (one landed and one lost at the net) were both caught in a small tributaty roughly 5 feet wide. All and all it’s hard to thing of a better way to spend a weekend.