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Friday

On Friday we found ourselves on new water, well, new water to us. I had gotten a recommendation from a friend a few years ago on a creek that I have been meaning to try, but never got around to it. It was a bit further from the cabin than some of our favorites so it has always been put on the back burner. Wild rainbows and browns were what we were after, with hopefully a few above average fish. It took a bit of navigating to find and then a bit more navigating to find the trail. The plan was to hike downstream, then fish back to the car. Here is what we were greeted with upon entering the water:

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The rainbows were certainly there:

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Then Blake caught a surprise brookie! I didn’t think we would see one in the main stem of the stream we were fishing, I had heard of some TU stream improvement work on a trib though, so it wasn’t out of the question. It was a welcome surprise.

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We fished on up, hoping to get into some browns to get Blake a slam. As we fished up the rainbows were getting bigger.

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We ended the day without catching a brown, but Blake got an unexpected brookie which was pretty cool, Georgia’s native trout. We enjoyed the new creek and left another section to fish for us to fish some other time. Two fish stood out on this day, besides the brookie, one really colored up bow that I caught and Blake’s “brokeback” bow” that looked like an eel. The fly of the day for me was an Adams trude, which carried over into Saturday until I broke it off on a tree (which happens often if you’re not careful, or frustrated).

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We stopped at Ingles on the way home and stocked up on some local beer while we’re in town. Upon arriving back at the cabin and cracking open a fresh brew we hear Dad holler from down at the creek, it looked like he had a nice trout on. When we got down there we found out it was a big rainbow that Dad watched rise to a few flies. The only floating fly he had in his vest was a small white popper, better suited for bream. He tied it on anyway and put a drift in front of the fish, and he ate it. Trout on a popper, who knew?

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Back home in South Louisiana after an extended weekend in North Georgia on vacation. It is really tough to get back into the swing of things after such a great trip. In the next few days I’ll recap the trip, one day at a time. A lot of trout were caught, especially wild ones, on dries. I’ll admit none were monsters, but we did catch some solid fish. We ate well and drank well too, something that goes hand in hand with being from Louisiana I guess. My wife and I enjoyed the company of my parents and our good friends Blake and Erica, who made the road trip with us from Baton Rouge.

Thursday

We arrived in the wee hours Thursday morning after the 10 hr trip through Mississippi and Alabama to our destination north of Atlanta; “The Cabin” as it’s called by us. A place my parents have owned for several years now and is quite possibly my favorite place to be. The cabin sits on the banks of a popular trout stream and has both wild and stocked trout, with an occasional bruiser holdover. Blake and I got as much sleep as our excitement allowed and hit the stream later that morning.

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Blake and I started working a bend in the creek, not wanting to venture too far from each other in hopes that one of us would catch a big trout that the other could document. It didn’t take long, and lucky for me I hooked into a good one. I was high sticking a double nymph rig and he hit the rubber legged hare’s ear with vigor. Gave me 4 good jumps and a run toward a downed tree before I could land him.

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Not exactly the prettiest trout ever, the top of his tail was all jacked up, but he was every bit of 21″ so I was pretty stoked. The fight caught me a little by surprise, it’s been awhile since I caught a big trout, thank God I didn’t blow it. We didn’t get any more action in that bend so we moved upstream. We caught trout just about every place we stopped to fish, but we didn’t find any more fatties.

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We packed it in that afternoon and headed up to the cabin for lunch. While eating we made the decision to hit a little creek just up the road before it got dark. This creek has a pretty awesome waterfall at it’s lower end.

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Blake hooked a pretty good fish at the bottom of the falls, but he couldn’t get it to his hands before it shook the hook. We landed a lot of little wild rainbows in that creek before it got dark. It gave us a good glimpse of what the weekend had in store for us.

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