Cody309
Well-Known Member
If you had a chance to read my previous post, you will have noticed that I was recently running into some bad luck on the water. Whenever this happens to me, I make sure to get out as much as possible to try and break the bad luck streak.
I have been travelling up the Bruce Peninsula for almost 8 years now, and have spent some time fishing Lake Huron. Today, however, I decided to try a small little stream I had seen countless times while driving to and from the cottage.
The alarm sounded, I sprang out of bed, hopped in the car, and was on the river by 7:15am. I had heard a few stories from a while ago in regards to trout in this stream, but I didn’t want to get any hopes up. I could immediately see tons of fish in the stream, but immediately recognized them as chub. A species, in my opinion, that is too often then not, overlooked. They are feisty, hungry, and put up a good fight on light tackle.
I immediately began having success on a stone-fly nymph. The chub were absolutely loving the fly, and I managed to hook into quite a few common creek chub.
I try not to solely focus on fishing while on these outings, and enjoy the beauty around the stream.
At one point, I witnessed a stealthy snapping turtle try and eat some fish, and when a duck swam along without noticing the turtle, it was bold enough to try and eat the duck!
I fished the first section of river for a couple of hours, and found myself at a bridge crossing. As soon as I crossed the road, it was like there was an invisible divider – no more common creek chub to be seen, but instead, all the fish were replaced with hornyhead chub – a fish I had never caught before.
I have been travelling up the Bruce Peninsula for almost 8 years now, and have spent some time fishing Lake Huron. Today, however, I decided to try a small little stream I had seen countless times while driving to and from the cottage.
The alarm sounded, I sprang out of bed, hopped in the car, and was on the river by 7:15am. I had heard a few stories from a while ago in regards to trout in this stream, but I didn’t want to get any hopes up. I could immediately see tons of fish in the stream, but immediately recognized them as chub. A species, in my opinion, that is too often then not, overlooked. They are feisty, hungry, and put up a good fight on light tackle.
I immediately began having success on a stone-fly nymph. The chub were absolutely loving the fly, and I managed to hook into quite a few common creek chub.
I try not to solely focus on fishing while on these outings, and enjoy the beauty around the stream.
At one point, I witnessed a stealthy snapping turtle try and eat some fish, and when a duck swam along without noticing the turtle, it was bold enough to try and eat the duck!
I fished the first section of river for a couple of hours, and found myself at a bridge crossing. As soon as I crossed the road, it was like there was an invisible divider – no more common creek chub to be seen, but instead, all the fish were replaced with hornyhead chub – a fish I had never caught before.
