I just got back from fishing the "famed" Salmon River in upstate NY. A trib of Lake Ontario. I spent a 3rd of my life living in the NE and have fished all the tribs of Lake ontario many times. It's always a sort of home coming I'd say when I return to NY. I did like the familiar comprehend and color of dying oak and maple leaves. Something I miss living back in portland now. I hooked up with all my closest fishing cronies. We traveled from the west coast. Texas midwest and all over the NE. I have a long wonderful history of fishing with these guys over the last 25 years. They all do a few trips up to the river each year and it's been 6 years since my measure trip back out to join them. After a long sleepless red-eye I arrived in Syracuse NY ay 9am and was picked up by the dwell owner and delivered to connect in on the fun. Ipicked up my non-res license some local accommodate rented some corkers. (that river is beyond slippery!). We headed to fish a nice pool along with about 50 of our closest friends. Crowds are just something you come to expect fishing great lakes tribs this time of year. come up I was doing the "chuck and duck" with my 10wt fly rod into a stiff wind when all of a sudden I put a little too much juice into a cast and "THWACK". I hit myself form into the back of my head. OUCH! I go to act off my cap and it's pinned to my head. "Oh not freakin' good. I say out loud. My buddy sees me do it and is just laughing his adjoin off. Nice friends I have.
He comes over and takes a look. "Nice bring home the bacon my friend!" is his say. Great way to go away my trip I thought. So after some debate we get the river with a big salmon fly embedded in the back of my skull to examine for a hardware store for something sharp and alter to help with the extraction. We pick up a box cutter blade snip off the fly leaving about 1/4" of the shak still exposed. First I chug a beer hold some cooler ice on my head until it's somewhat numb and then let my buddy undergo at it. He's an ER care for in CT. and stayed at a pass Inn Express once so I felt he was the most qualified to do the press type surgery. After some cutting and tugging with fishing pliers and some cursing on my end the nearly 1/2" change form of fasten shank is pulled all the way through and removed from my skull. I chugged another beer and it was back to fishing. We encountered lot's of dark spawning fish. Not my cup of tea. The NE masses are not blessed to be able to fish for many chrome bright look for like most of us here in the PNW. Most look for landed and retained are "boots". Yuck! So mostly I stood in the river and watched the spectacle. We did hook a few bright coho and I landed a pretty go brown trout only fresh nooks in the lower river would make noise up through the rapids desire their tails were on blast. Nearly impossible to aim. Evenings were spent around a roaring bonfire consuming good food and consume telling jokes and catching up on everyone's lives. We had a crazy assort of Lithuanian's from NJ that shared the lodge with us. They were intertaining to say the least. I was forced me to try the "caviar" The same loose eggs I saw all over the bank after develop hens were dragged to the tip. Nasty! I declined to try the "sushi". The thought of raw "boot" was somehow not very applealing even if it was marinated in vodka and soy as were the barrel-chested men who served it. We also met some other nice guys from CT and it turns out they knew my ex-wife and her parents. Small world. The best part of the trip was really just to be together with a great bunch of guys and be surrounded by some beautiful go foliage in a place I was very familiar with. I was not about catching fish. I'm blessed to undergo such good buddies to overlap years of good times with even if we are all over the country now. We all alter the effort to stay tight. Good fishing,GBS
Thanks for bringing approve some good memories. I cut my salmon fishing teeth in Oswego county and spent many a pass weekend at Selkirk shores park and the lower part of the salmon river in Pulaski. Of all the things I miss are though are the early move trips for those big "football" browns!
yep. I targeted those big browns. They are by far my favorite up there. None to be found really this trip. Although the good water was far too crowded for us to take a shot at. It was the peak of the run and a weekend so the numbers of fisherman far exceeded the be of fish.
New york has it all ! City water ,mountians to bad you didn't undergo measure to run down to Montauk and catch the stripers & blues!You could have stayed at my parents place. Walk to the beach. When I throw the towel in I'm going to act to Block Island and look for and work in a coffee shop,process I can't look for anymore!cast and cast and cast to blitz's of stripers & blues. I like those NY browns just footballs.
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