Slow Days on the Deerfield

With the torrential down pours of rain in the past weeks, putting the water flow at 4,000 cubic feet per second at its highest, fishing hasn't been in the cards. But today with the water finally at a semi-fisahble level, I took advantage of the situation and made an early morning trip to the river. Although the water level was what I wanted, the water clarity was poor and the leaves in the water made it even worse. There was so much debris in the water from it being blown out that it was hard to not come up with a glob of junk on the end of your line every drift. All in all it was a slow day, but the sights of pocumtuck valley made the early morning venture well worth it. I ended the day with only one small brown but with better weather the river should clear up next time I go out. Tight lines, and good luck to everyone going fishing wherever that may be.

   

Was caught by dead drifting a prince nymph behind and egg patter