THE FAMILY POSES FOR A PHOTO ATOP MT. JO
This year was different than last as it is when you have young children, because as they grow and change more and more things become possible. So it was for my boys Timmy and Teddy. This year at 7 ( and a half!) Timmy was very able to wade the more gentle and less treacherous streams and can handle a fly rod well enough to take fish on his own. That is, when his 7 year old attention span is focused. Leave it to a fish on the end of a rod to get that job done! At four , Teddy is in his first summer of fishing and taking it by storm. No wading rivers for him quite yet , but he can fish from the shore or boat. I was happy to see that he takes directions and listens well enough to calm my ever-present concern about the mix of little boys and hooks.
ON TRAIL WITH THE CREW
THE SIGN OF BEAVER BRINGS BACK THE THOUGHT OF
HUNDREDS OF YEARS OF ADIRONDACK HISTORY BUILT ON THIS FUR.
AN AMERICAN SNAPPING TURTLE LAYS EGGS ON A BEAUTIFUL SAND PLOT
As for mom , well she seems more and more convinced by the excitement of fighting a feisty trout. I think she is actually beginning to look forward to it. At any rate she is a natural with a fly rod, and she proved with some very nice fish in hand.
Our home away from home this year was on a quiet and secluded Adirondack pond that was chock full of warm water fish. Smallmouth bass and crappies and of course the ever present sunfish made for most of the action. There is nothing like a fat pumpkinseed to capture the imagination of a young child as he feels the pull of what just may be pound for pound the most belligerent of all panfish. In our canoe we trolled streamers cast poppers and , truth be told, a worm or two under a bobber for the boys. Fish were had both by fly and by "garden hackle" and the delighted screams of the boys told the whole story.
BROTHERS, FISHING, IT DOESN'T GET ANY BETTER THAN THIS TEDDY!
JOHN READY TO SHOW THE BOYS THE ROPES
NIKKI WITH A SMILE THAT SAYS "I THINK I LIKE THIS STUFF."
TIMMY SCORES LARGE
LOOK AT PRETTY COLORS MOM AND DAD!
TEDDY IS WITHOUT WORDS AT THE SITE OF SUCH A MONSTER.
TIMMY GETTING THE HANG OF THINGS.
Our trout adventures had us on large and small streams and produced some wonderful browns , rainbows and brookies as well as a tremendous brace of landlocked salmon. Unfortunately a camera "accident" has deleted the evidence and I am forever unable to share the impressive pics of these small stream beauties. I know , I know .... I can hear all the "fish story" jokes now. I guess I asked for that one. Fortunately I can show you some great browns that made our day more than once.
JOHN GIVES THE REFRESHER COURSE.
TIMMY REMEMBERS QUICKLY!
A NICE LITTE RIVER RAINBOW
SHOULD YOUNG MEN BE SERVED THAT MUCH BUTTER?
SURE, EVERYTHING IS BETTER WITH BUTTER....RIGHT?
A NICE BROWN IN THE NET.
YET ANOTHER NICE BROWN TROUT
Oh, and don't tell Timmy that a sucker is , well , a less than desirable catch as that one was the fish of the week for him. I've got to say , on a 4-weight rod it was a great fight! But on a fly he tied himself it became also a personal trophy.
Mom and Dad got some time to themselves on the river on one weathery , drippy day, and didn't let the time go unfullfilled. Though a bit slow , the day still yielded some memorable moments and some lovely trout.
MOM & DAD CAPITALIZE ON SOME "US" TIME!
AND THEN CATCH FISH....
AFTER FISH.....AND OF COURSE,
IT WOULDN'T BE A JOHN CLOUSER
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Hope you are having a great summer and .......
Fly Fishing Specialist
Steelhead Alley Outfitters