Made the annual northeastern migration over Memorial Day weekend to my parent’s place in the North Georgia mountains. The weather couldn’t have been better as every day brought blue skies and mild temps. It was even a chilly 47 degrees upon waking up Friday morning. The fishing was pretty darn good, most fish fell for stonefly imitations, but a few came on streamers and dries. Day 1 yielded the best results with the action tapering off throughout the weekend- no doubt the fish were getting tired of seeing the same thing by day 3. For the second year in a row I caught the biggest brown trout that I’ve ever caught and it could actually be the same fish that I caught last year – click the link, you be the judge. Besides the brown, there are some real monsters in that little creek, I moved a few fish on streamers that would give that brown a run for the money. I just wish I could have gotten them to eat just to see if my 7wt would have held up. These trips are a lot of fun and I wish I could get that way more often. Big thanks to my parents for having me over for a few days. What they have there is really special and I know a lot of hard work gets put into it. I truly appreciate every opportunity I’m given to enjoy it.
The big brown