About the time the leaves start dropping and
the migratory salt water species are beginning to head south to the Chesapeake
or west to their Hudson
winter grounds, I start getting the itch to fish steelheads. October Salmon
Madness has begun to subside, and beautiful chrome steelhead are filling into
the Lake
Ontario
tributaries to winter over. As much as I love striper fishing, I'm ready for a
change of pace.
My love of steelhead on the fly began as I was searching for a winter fix a few years after moving up from
I've had the first weekend in November circled
on my calendar for quite some time.
While last year's run saw the Salmon and other rivers choked with
steelhead, the bite never really took off as many dying fish soon had biologist
scratching their heads. A diagnosis of a thiamine deficiency was eventually
determined to be the likely cause, but regardless, my fishing suffered. (http://www.timesunion.com/tuplus-sports/article/Steelhead-mystery-cleared-up-6065615.php).
My hope is that this season will see an improvement in the fishing.
All of the reports from late October into the
first week in November, from the DSR to OTW and various guide sites, indicated
erratic fishing at best. This is a highly pressured fishery as well, so lower
numbers of fish combined with the increasing popularity of the location in
early November can make for tough days. However, having just fished up here
since 2010, I can hardly blame others
for what is sometimes described as combat fishing (I did tell Scott that it's
all his fault for his articles in On the Water and Field and Stream, as well as
the TV episodes he's featured in).
Scott wanted to get an early start Saturday
morning, as prime location often determines who catches and who doesn't. Reports had folks getting into their spots in
the Altmar fly only zone by 2:30am ,
and we were on the water in our location well before sunrise. Scott's knowledge and daily experience paid
off and we had the early am bite while those around us got to watch. It was literally a matter of a few yards of
real estate separating catching from not.
The fish were nice and fresh and I had half a dozen shots in the early
morning hours. We hit in a few more spots down the river and I got to see a lot
of my backing. While some will argue that after years of fishing the river, a
guide is really unnecessary, for me when fishing in a limited window and on a
scattered bite, the knowledge that a local like Scott provides is priceless.
Despite what some reports might say about the day, I can promise you that we
had 4-5x the hookups of anyone fishing within sight, and most anglers, as I
said, were just watching and hoping we would get bored catching fish and were
hovering like vultures.