Fishing for brook trout on Round Pond in Livermore, Androscoggin County, Maine (October 30, 2021)

 

The stocked trout are never too far away from their release point in the fall.

 

Round Pond is a 161-acres body of water located in Livermore, Androscoggin County, Maine (see The Maine Atlas and Gazetteer map 11 A5). Access to this pond is located right off busy Route 4 (Auburn Road), which connects the Lewiston/Auburn metro area to Livermore Falls. This access road leads to an excellent hard-top boat launch and spacious parking, both of which are embedded in a beautiful softwood woodlot.

 

Wading is a fun way to chase brook trout this time of the year!

 

Round Pond shows moderate development, with most of the houses and camps clustered around the southern shoreline. The surrounding land is deeply forested. The pond is stocked each fall with brown trout and brook trout in support of ice fishing and spring fishing. Few brookies are expected to survive year over year due to the intense competition from a host of other fish species, whereas the more weary and hardier brown trout survive for longer and can grow to larger sizes. Two weeks ago, on October 19, the state stocked 420 7-inch brook trout (2.5 fish per acre) and 420 14-inch brook trout (2.5 fish per acre). As always at this time of the year, it’s the larger fish I covet because they represent one-pounders that are a blast to catch on ultralight spinning gear. Besides, the males look gorgeous in their brilliant fall spawning colors, which is a nice bonus. This body of water is open to fishing under the general fishing laws applicable to the south zone. The pond has an average and maximum depth of 18 and 32 ft. Click here for a depth map and more fisheries information.

 

I know… It’s not much of a trout…

 

My 13-year old grandson Geovanni and I reach the boat launch at 10:00 am. It’s a raw (42°F), overcast, and drizzly morning, but essentially wind still. A storm is barreling down towards New England; we’re trying to squeeze out some fishing time before the real rains and winds arrive later on today. We layer up with warm clothing and don our waders. Based on past experience, I suspect that the recently-stocked brookies are schooling along the shoreline somewhere within the general vicinity of the boat launch from where they were released two weeks ago. We enter the water by the launch, turn left, and systematically work our way along that shoreline towards Route 4 by casting out a #2 bronze-colored Mepps spinner towards the center of the pond, letting it sink down, and slowly retrieving it while constantly twitching the tip of the rod to give the spinner additional action. This approach, including the twitching part, is the difference between hooking an occasional brookie and consistently catching multiple fish. The wading conditions are surprisingly decent: the substrate is sandy and firm, interspersed by multiple cobbles and boulders. The water is also crystal clear and devoid of any aquatic vegetation or other obstructions. We slowly cast our way down 600+ ft. of shoreline but do not get a single hit after about one hour of non-stop fishing. Time to change direction.

 

But Giovanni is nonetheless pleased because he’s not going home skunked!

 

We get out of the water, walk back towards the boat launch, re-enter the pond, but turn right. The water over here is rather shallow, allowing us to wade out quite a ways. I’m starting to loose Giovanni who’s getting distracted by the lack of action, but I press on. Is that a rise I just saw out there? I look intently and sure enough, small rises are occurring in 2-3 ft. of water in front of me. I slowly and carefully wade to within casting distance and toss out my spinner in the target area. I get a hit on the first retrieve, and a hook-up on the second. Yes, I think we’re finally on to something! The fish is one of the tiny 7-inch brookies, but I’m hoping that their larger siblings are hiding among them. I call Giovanni over, who also catches a small brookie, and misses several more in a matter of minutes. But the bigger ones don’t seem to be a part of this school. The rises stop in response to all the commotion. We take the opportunity to swap out our #2 spinners for smaller #1’s to match the size of the diminutive brookies. Shortly thereafter, the rises start again 150 ft. further down. We catch several more of the little guys and miss a bunch of others, but it soon starts to rain and the bite stops. It’s time to call it a day. At least we didn’t get skunked, but we also never found the larger trout. Regardless, Giovanni and I enjoyed our bonding time together, which is what matters the most!

 

The results: We caught 5 brook trout (largest = 8 inches) in 2 hours of cold and drizzly fishing.

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