Monday, February 5, 2018

2018 Fly FIsher's Workshop - Feb. 10th

Mark your calendars for this Saturday February 10th - It’s time once again for the Bi-annual Fly Fisher’s Workshop at the Brighton Twelve Corners Middle School.

There will be plenty of workshops, seminars, casting clinics, fly tying demos, door prizes, raffles, etc.. 

There is something for everyone!
For a preview of some of the events check out the link Fly Fisher's Workshop

2643 Elmwood Avenue, Rochester, NY 14618

Tickets- Purchase at the door
Adults & Youth $10
14 and under free


Gate proceeds benefit Brighton Fishing Club & Seth Green Chapter of Trout Unlimited.

I'll See you there!

Monday, January 22, 2018

Art work for sale

Hey Everyone!

I have an art page website that I have had for a few years now It's purpose was to showcase some of my art, both finished pieces and others I was in process with. It was to be an online portfolio, with the option to buy prints and originals.
Black Crappie watercolor painting for sale at the Etsy page

I have now set up an account with Etsy  under the same name "brianpaints" to make the selling part a reality.

The pieces I have up for sale are originals. No prints just yet.

So check it out.....I hope you enjoy!


Monday, December 18, 2017

Fly Fishing for Lake Runs – Birthday Edition

A big post spawn female lake run brown trout

Once again I had the opportunity to get out for my birthday and share some water with a few friends.

Small but feisty lake run brown
Denver on the net for Matt
It was certainly a day to remember as a warming trend over the past few days put the lake run trout on the bite, with many, many Lake Run giants coming to the net.

Leif's huge hen lake run brown
Leif on the net for Ethan's lake run brown
Matt with the release
Jessie with a nice Kyped out male
Jessie tries to control a steelhead
Fish landed!
Denver, Matt and Leif started their morning at an upstream section of a favorite WNY tributary and enjoyed some fantastic streamer action, landing quite a few nice brown trout on the swing.

I started out fly fishing at a downstream location on some private water before everyone else showed up and quickly put two fish in the net, one of which was easily over the twelve pound mark. The other, a smaller post spawn female, took a lot longer than expected to find the net. In fact, many of the fish on this day would follow its example and put us and our gear to the test over, and over, and over again. 

Ethan with a nice female taken on the swing
Matt tries to make his 4 piece into a five....again!
Denver and Matt with a double
By late morning Jessie, Ethan and the rest of the upstream gang met up with me on the private section of water. We each continued to find our own fish, taking a break here and there to grab a cup of coffee, share some stories and catch up on the goings-on in each other’s lives. The only stop in the fishing came during lunch, when our gracious host Jim provided an amazing homemade venison stew. But, as good as the lunch was, the fishing had been better and we needed to get back on the water.
Jessie with a nice post spawn hen

Over the next few hours more and more fish came to the net. Mostly all brown trout, save one nice steelhead that Jessie landed to ruin the curve. And with his landing the only bit of chrome of the day, he maintains his perfect yearly “birthday” steelhead batting average. A tradition that I don’t think he’ll relinquish anytime in the near future.

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Colored up post spawn female
The fish were everywhere. The riffle sections, pools, pocket water, and slower tail-outs and slack water all held fish. The spawn had been done for a couple of weeks and with the warmer weather, they were on the search for food before the cold started to settle in.

Our fish on the day were on par for the average for lake run trout in any of the Lake Ontario tributaries, which is right around seven pounds and somewhere between twenty four to twenty six inches. Many of us were fortunate to land fish over ten pounds with a few in the low teens. Even then, I still managed to find a pod of lake runs here and there that held one or two fish that were easily pushing the twenty pound mark. A truly massive fish that never found the bottom of my net.

The end of my day finished just as it had started, with two more brown trout to the net. And that was it! I then said my good-byes, shook hands with the guys that were left, and spent the next twenty five minutes on the drive home replaying the day in my head.

My last fish of the day.
Kyped out male brown trout
When the catching is as good as the fishing, you try and hold on just a little bit longer to the memory of each fish. Hoping that they remain separate and don’t bleed together into one big mess. 

Thanks again Denver for sharing a birthday with me, and to the rest of the guys who did their best to drag themselves out there to celebrate with us!

Thursday, December 7, 2017

Late November Fishing with the Boys

Jonathan with an average sized lake run brown trout

We made the trip up to one of our favorite WNY tributaries in search of big lake run trout only to find every spot loaded with anglers. Even an old standby location that has served us well in the past when angler traffic gets heavy, was now posted and equipped with surveillance cameras. 

Ethan with a nice kyped out male
So we headed back to one of the pull-offs, parked the car, and decided to hike a bit upstream, away from the bridge where there were at least 7-8 anglers.

Along the way we made frequent stops to check every little nook and cranny, carefully searching for a holding fish. Over the course of the next hour or so, we saw a few here and there and even fished a nice pool or two along the way, but our venture upstream proved fruitless.

Back at the bridge, we were very happy to see that almost all the other anglers were now gone, save one lonely soul across the stream on the other side.

Over the last hour that we had left, the boys and I fished a spot that often gets over looked. We each managed two hook-ups a piece, with the boys each landing one. Not a bad way to end a tough outing.