This morning as I went to get coffee I saw a fisherman walking back from the river with a trout. This is the same river that I have been fishing on but I was a few miles from "my" spot.
After I got my coffee, the fisherman was gone so I stopped in the parking lot and I saw a path that ran along the river for about a couple of hundred yards. I got out and walked along the path to watch this river from a totally different perspective than I am familiar with.
This section has a slow current with many bends. There are downed tress that change the flow of the river and little eddys that swallow the bugs that get caught in them and bring them to their underwater graves. The water is not as deep as the other section that I fish and this allows me to see the river bed in all its glory.
I watched as the bugs hovered above the water and "kissed" the surface every once in a while. I was hoping for a trout to rise for a morsel but it didn't happen.These bugs would have been at the end of swat a few months ago; however, now I try to catch them to see what they look like. This unplanned scouting mission gave me some greater visualization to what I have been reading in Thomas Ames' "Hatch Guide for New England Streams". He describes the different parts of the stream that I hadn't witnessed before upstream. The next couple of trips will be between where I was today and my spot and where this river empties into the Merrimack River.
Those trips are going to be without the rod and I am going to just watch the river flow.