Weekend Wrap – Further into Fall

The Southern Tier of New York is officially on the downhill slide for the better known bright colors of autumn as the sugar and red maples begin shedding over the next few weeks.  There’s still more to the show, however.  The silver maples down by the rivers and the hillside aspens are turning golden, and the oaks will soon begin changing over to their rustoleum reds and browns.

As daytime highs and lows continue to drop and the rains (and snows) increase in frequency, the Finger Lakes tributary fishing should heat up.  I considered fishing Fall Creek this weekend, but with water levels stable, couldn’t justify the 45 minute trip for a so-so shot at early arriving landlocks or browns.

Fall Creek - steady eddie, not good for fishing...

Fall Creek - steady eddie, not good for fishing...

Sunday was supposed to be a repeat of Saturday weather-wise – cold, rainy, and snowy.  Instead, the day turned out to be borderline Indian summer – with late afternoon temps in the mid to high 50’s and lots of sun.  After church and some family stuff it was too late in the afternoon for a shot at Cayuta Creek, so I ended up doing a little more exploration for brook trout.  I headed south on Rt. 267, crossing into Pennsylvania, and checked out a few upstream sections of Choconut Creek.  I plan on doing a post in the near future on this local little creek with big potential.

Choconut Creek

Choconut Creek

On the drive back home I couldn’t resist paying a visit to Noname Brook in Jones Park.  The brookies were there and I’m happy to report the brook was a tad more rambunctious from our recent rain.  Caddis were quite abundant, as were some size 18 – 20 mayflies dancing in the sunny areas of the woods.  I hiked the “yellow” trail back to the parking area and took my time to bask in the late afternoon sun.  With the exception of the always-clothed hemlocks and white pines, the trees in the gorge are mostly bare now.  The crunch of autumn leaves beneath my feet reminded me that it won’t be long before the white stuff blankets the woods for its deep winter sleep…

Tight lines…


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