Brook trout and landlocked Atlantic salmon fishing on Pierce Pond, Pierce Pond Township, Maine (May 28, 2016)

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Day 4: Saturday May 28, 2016

 

I love the ambiance of a wind-still foggy morning on Pierce Pond!

I love the ambiance of a wind-still foggy morning on Pierce Pond!

 

Now that is one fat native wild brookie!

Now that is one fat native wild brookie!

Today is our last day at the Cobb’s camping site on the Upper Pond island before we move our operations to one of the cabins at Cobb’s Camp in Lower Pond. I once again crawl out of my sleeping bag at 4:30 am for my morning troll. It rained heavily last night but now it is wind still and the whole lake is covered by a heavy blanket of fog, which is very much to my liking! I’m fishing alone since Salvy needs to catch up on his sleep. I’m using my usual technique of two Mooselook Wobbler spoons on a down rigger, and two streamer flies on my lead core line fished 10 to 15 ft down. I’m on the water for no more than 15 minutes when my downrigger rod starts shaking. I put down my lead core line which I’m holding in my hands and quickly remove the downrigger rod from the rod holder to unclip the line and set the hook. Shoot, I’m pulling water… I bring in the spoons, cast them out, and start futsing with the downrigger clip when my lead core line suddenly begins shaking violently. Holy mackerel! It looks like the fish which missed hooking itself on the spoon subsequently bit one of the streamer flies when they both passed it by 30 seconds later! And this fish ain’t no minnow either!! I get several powerful runs but no acrobatics. It must be a large brook trout, which it is! The fish measures a relatively short 18.5” but has a hefty girth of 11.5” and weighs in at around 3.3 pounds! It gets carefully measured, photographed and released to grow bigger and be caught again at some future date. Now here’s a fish to brag about around the breakfast table! But I’m not done yet for this morning. Twenty minutes later, I hook but miss a 16” landlocked salmon on one of my streamer flies, and 30 minutes after that I land the smallest salmon (8”) I’ve ever caught on Pierce Pond over the last 15 years. It fell for the Grey Ghost. I’m experiencing a magic morning: the fish are active, the fog is slowly burning off by the rising sun, the water surface is calm, and I’m engaged in my favorite activity. It doesn’t get much better than this…

 

 

 

No self-respecting angler can resist casting after rises along the shoreline, even if they occur during breakfast!!

No self-respecting angler can resist casting after rises along the shoreline, even if they occur during breakfast!!

 

 

I return to our camp site around 7 am and excitedly share my fabulous fishing stories with Joel and Salvy as we’re all busying ourselves preparing breakfast. We suddenly observe rises right off the shore of our island after we sit down to enjoy our food. The water depth drops down to 30 ft no more than 15-20 ft away from the shoreline. The fish are rising up from the deep and snacking on left-over mayflies from yesterday. What fisherman worth his salt can just sit there and eat breakfast and not get electrified by this surface activity? Forget breakfast! Joel and Salvy go out on Joel’s canoe with their fly fishing rods and furiously start casting dry flies towards shore. I’m staying on-shore casting a small spinner. Salvy gets a hit but misses the fish. The rises slow down considerably after 20 minutes, and we reluctantly return to our cold food but without the benefit of having caught a fish… We break up camp and have all our stuff packed in the two boats by mid-morning. We slowly motor up to the dock at Lindsey cove to leave all the camping gear in our cars before going over to Cobb’s Camp and meet up with Bill, our fourth team member who arrived earlier today. We break out the Jaeger Meister for our daily shots, enjoy a leisurely lunch on the porch of our cabin, discuss our adventures, and are ready to go out on the lake again by 2:30 pm.

 

Joel and Salvy take a refreshing dip in Pierce Pond Stream to cool down/

Joel and Salvy jump down a cliff into Pierce Pond Stream to cool down.

I’m fishing with Bill in my boat this afternoon. The wind has come up and is blowing hard, as it typically does on sunny days. We motor down to the outlet dam past Gull Rock to see if we can hide from the wind over there and do some dry flying. We observe no hatches or any rises. Since we’re down by the outlet anyway, we decide to try our luck on Pierce Pond Stream, which is the outlet of Pierce Pond that flows to the Kennebec River. I brought my waders with me and an ultra-light spinning rod with small #1 Mepps spinners just for this occasion. We walkie-talkie Joel and Salvy, who quickly join us by the dam. We spend about two hours walking the banks of the stream and fishing some of the promising pools, but the fish don’t want to bite. It is hot and buggy. Joel and Salvy find a jumping-off cliff by a deep pool and refresh themselves in the cool water.

 

 

Bill is intently casting out a small streamer fly on a sinking line, but to no avail...

Bill is intently casting out a small streamer fly on a sinking line, but to no avail…

We return to our cabin half an hour before the 6 pm diner bell for drinks and snacks on the porch. We all appreciate the easy camaraderie that comes from talking fish over a couple of cold beers! I take advantage of the extra time to take my first shower in four days. That is a definite perk for staying at Cobb’s Camp! We all buzz out at 7 pm after dinner is over for evening fishing. Unfortunately, dry flying is out because the wind hasn’t let up since this afternoon and I don’t feel like trolling anymore. Bill and I both use small streamer flies on floating and partially sinking lines at Telephone Cove and around Gull Rock. It’s a lot of work (cast out; strip, strip, strip, strip, strip; over and over again), which yields us no results. Joel and Salvy didn’t do any better this evening either.

 

 

 

 

 

The results: I caught one 18.5” brook trout and an 8” landlocked salmon, whereas Joel, Bill, and Salvy all got skunked today.

 

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Pierce Pond, Somerset County, Maine

 

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