First Spring trip to the Swift

A frustrating trip at first, this expedition out to Massachusetts's Swift River payed off eventually. Eamonn and I show up at around 2:30 to the route 9 bridge and started fishing. Not really knowing what to expect, stocking wise, due to the previous year's stocking schedule, we start fishing just above the bridge. Not seeing lots of interested fish going after our flies, a caddis nymph an a squirmy wormy, we switched to streamers. The Circus Peanut and Mike's Meal ticket got some attention at the Y-Pool but only one fish bit so we decided to explore. At the top of the right tributary of the of the Y-pool where there was little to no current and plenty of cover and space for the new stockers was where we got the most luck. Jigging a tungsten weighted jig style egg was what caught this beauty and a couple of other ones that got away. A weighted midge also worked well in this area by just letting it sink to the bottom,getting the attention of the stockers. As it started to get dark and we were heading back the egg fly was what nearly caught another nice fish which ended up swimming under and around Eamonn's legs and then breaking off. We had another bite where my line got stuck in a tree after the hook set and snapped most of my leader off. Even though most of the trip was spent figuring out what fly to use, the one fly that stood out and caught the most fish was the simple egg fly. This trip taught us a big lesson, never discount simple flies.

-Will