This evening I went with some friends to Big Hunting Creek. Or, as I call it, The Creek At Which I Have Never Even Come Close To Catching A Fish. But the weather was perfect, water was low but not as bad as I expected. And it wasn't too long before fish were being caught. I figured, at least I can SEE someone catching a fish here, not a total loss.
The guys were catching mostly Brook trout, with an occasional brown thrown in. Beautiful fish all. My friend Kevin pointed out to me that - and the light was too low to use polarized sunglasses - you can actually pick up the white 'trim' on the tips of the brookies' fins. So that's how I spotted and, ultimately, caught my single fish of the day (above).
But he sure is pretty, and I believe that's safely the largest brook I've ever caught (I've only caught about five total). And I have caught zero fish enough times that One fish is almost always just fine with me. Today was one of those days.