I love to fish and we live close to one of the most famous trout streams in PA. Ironically, I very rarely fish for trout. The whole spectacle of "Opening Day" turns me off. People who only fish once a year, standing elbow-to-elbow, waiting for the clock to strike 8:00am. And when it does, it's nothing but tangled lines and people shouting and splashing around. Its a mess. I avoid it due to the crowds even during
normal times.
Anyway, wife and I were walking by this stream about a week ago when I saw some palomino that were recently stocked. They were laying in a hole feeding on a current line. There were 2 smaller ones and one big fat one. It's not uncommon to see them during the weeks leading up to opening day since they are bright colored and stick out like a sore thumb. I began tracking them. Every day we'd walk this stretch of the creek and I would search until I found them all. They'd move around a bit, but generally always found them in the same section. Opening day was scheduled for this coming Saturday at 8:00am, so I figured they'd be gone soon enough.
While having some coffee this morning, I thought I heard the news-lady say something about PA officially opening trout season starting immediately in order to prevent crowds. I had my wife rewind it back to make sure I heard it correctly. Yes, trout season was open immediately. My first thought was "Holy ####, I can get to those palominos before anyone else has a chance!". I quickly grabbed my waders and my gear and jumped in the truck, unsure of what I would find. Typically, the parking lot at the creek would be packed, the firehouse would be serving breakfast to a crowd of people, and there would literally be hundreds of dads and kids lining the banks. Instead, I was at the creek by 8:30am and there wasn't another sole in sight. This was literally a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! A big fat palomino has long been on my bucket list, but one that I figured I'd never get because I wasn't willing to fight the crowds.
I got to my spot absolutely giddy with excitement. Could barely tie my line because my hands were trembling so bad. Found one of the smaller palominos and immediately started casting to her. First cast was perfect. She saw it coming from way upstream and moved into position. I drew the line tight and the spinner danced in front of her. She followed for several feet and my heart raced, but then she retreated to her spot. I continued casting to her, catching a rainbow in the process, until she finally followed and struck! I set the hook and turned her against the current for a brief second before she came unbuttoned and my spinner came shooting back at me. This was disastrous. It was unlikely that she would strike again.
Feeling dejected, I saw a golden flash from the corner of my eye. The bigger, fatter palomino had moved directly in front of me! I slowly moved and re-positioned myself upstream so that I could cast down to her (something I never would have been able to do on a crowded day). I got into position and started making my casts. On the 3rd one, she chased down my lure and I was HOOKED UP! I watched it all unfold and have the whole thing on video! One of my greatest fishing accomplishments under the most unusual set of circumstances!
My Big Fat Palomino!