11-25-04 - Thanksgiving Day, # 3/6 in PA!
Waters Fished: Cascade Creek, 4 (Four) Mile Creek,
7 (Seven) Mile Creek, 12 (Twelve) Mile Creek
Fish Caught: 1 for like 20+!
Outing Date: 11-25-04
Air Temp: 30's
Water Temp: N/A
Water Level: UP considerably
Water Color: Most All were DIRTY!
Fish Species: Steelhead
Pattern Fished: Eggs Eggs Eggs (and Speys!)
Pattern Color: various
Fishing Quality: tough!
It had continued to rain sufficiently throughout
the day that things weren't looking good! Bart had driven through
the night with Margaret....a total of over 10 hours (it's normally
only a 7 hour trip at most). Snow had completely choked Chicago!
Rain was the plague in PA - today we'd actually
follow through on our tour of the Eastern Tribs with good reason;
we had to find a stream that wasn't blown out!
Randy and I met up with Bart at Cascade Creek around
8:45 AM. It was DEFINITELY raging, though not to the extent we found
it the year prior (when PA had their 50-year floods). It took some
mountain-goating to get down, but we all put in a few casts. While
I was putzing around with the camera, Randy managed to hook up with
(and lose) a "rainbow". Perhaps a stocked trout, or perhaps
a skipjack steelhead...can't be sure.
While it showed some promise, we hardly wanted
to stay down here. The wind was whipping in from the north off the
lake. Uncomfortable to say the least.
Last night Randy and I had scouted out ALL the
streams between Erie and NorthEast (we were staying at the Super
8 just of 90 at exit 41). Taking advantage of our free evening we
had located all of the access points on all of the publicly accessible
tribs - it made things much easier today!
Next stop - 4 Mile Creek! We had found it to be
a-ragin' the night before, and even though the rain had pretty much
stopped during the night it was STILL flowing high and muddy. Bart
broke out the centerpin and we all covered the water close to the
dam. NO LUCK, not a single steelie sighted or hooked into.
After wasting arguably too much time on 4 Mile,
we proceeded east to 7 Mile Creek. In some respects this, and 4
Mile, reminded me a lot of streams back home. Riffles and pools,
somewhat developed surroundings, and DIRTY WATER!
Again, we spent quite some time on 7 Mile Creek.
We started high up (which turned out to be a bad choice). Again,
the scenery was nice, the access was easy, but the fish were lacking!
We only bumped into another couple guys while on
the stream; none were having much luck. We found ourselves at a
deep pool below a 2' waterfall...perhaps this was why we hadn't
found fish upstream???
I opted to work the water below the falls while
a gentleman was working the plunge. Meanwhile Randy and Bart disappeared
downstream. I figured they'd show up not too long after with typical
news...no fish. When the gentleman working the plunge was retying,
I asked if he would mind my giving it a shot. "By all means,
go right ahead" he replied. I've come to find the local anglers
in PA to be some of the most levelheaded, easy going tributary anglers
around, and this man was no exception.
After thoroughly covering the pool and it's outflow
with a Dragon's Tooth, I gave up, ready to go to the next spot.
I returned to our cars, expecting to find Randy and Bart already
waiting, but instead I only found Margaret trying to keep warm!
Where were the guys?
Bart showed up not too long after but Randy was
nowhere to be found! Nature was calling all of us, so we all left
Randy somewhere on 7 Mile while we found the rest stops! I happened
to go all the way up to the Travel America by 90...turns out there
was a country restaurant up there...good info for later.
When I returned to 7-Mile (having sent Bart on
to Twelve Mile) I thought I'd find Randy milling about at the road
wondering where everyone was. I HOPED that was the case. When I
pulled up though, still no Randy to be found! So there I went, hiking
downstream again, only to find Randy WAY WAY downstream working
the tail of a pool. Not surprised, Randy had found fish. He had
landed at least 6 by this point! Personally, this was not how I
wanted to spend my afternoon, fighting over one pod of fish...Randy
didn't need much convincing to leave them in search of something
We finally got to 12 Mile Creek and our luck improved.
The long story is that Randy landed fish after fish. I on the other
hand, did nothing but lose fish after fish. Things didn't sound
like they went much better for Bart and Margaret! I personally ended
my day landing only ONE fish, a huge hog (by PA standards)....something
like 1/20 today!
After dark, we all headed back to the T&A's
Country Restaurant, probably the only place that would be open!
To our surprise, not only was it open, but they were throwing a
massive Thanksgiving Spread - $10.99 All U Can Eat Buffet. Turkey,
Roast Beef, Ham, Stuffing, Chicken' and Dumplin's, corn, mashed
potatoes, cranberries (somewhere I'm sure), Lemon Meringue Pie,
Apple Crisp, man talk about a spread. WE all ate WAY too much and
all felt like crap the remainder of the evening - pretty standard
The best part however, was that my brother arrived
around 8:30 PM, having driven from New Jersey. Tomorrow would be
his first time out in pursuit of steelhead!