Mark Griffin
New member
This afternoon I was fishing the lower end of the Boy Scout Reservation and saw something flopping around below a branch over the water on the far bank. When I got over there I saw it was a radar-guided, flying mouse tangled in some fishing line. There was no way I could reach the branch.
I had to get the tip of my flyrod twisted around the line above the bat to pull it out of the branch. It took me about ten minutes. The bat kept clinging to the rod. When I finally got everything to shore, I saw he was not really tangled, but actually hooked in the corner of the mouth on a small nymph. Oh, boy!
This guy had an incredible set of teeth, and was not happy and was fighting me all the way. It took me about ten minutes using my forceps to hold the nymph and a small stick to push him off the hook. What an ordeal!
He's gonna have some damage to the side of his mouth, but I hope he'll be OK. After flopping around on that line for who knows how long, and fighting me the whole time, he still had plenty of strength to fly away easily.
BTW, Big Bushkill Creek was looking great at 61°. There were lots bugs, but not a single rise. I dredged up two browns with a beadhead nymph and splitshot. I'm not sure what areas got stocked or what happened after the flooding. I'll try again after the next stocking.
I had to get the tip of my flyrod twisted around the line above the bat to pull it out of the branch. It took me about ten minutes. The bat kept clinging to the rod. When I finally got everything to shore, I saw he was not really tangled, but actually hooked in the corner of the mouth on a small nymph. Oh, boy!
This guy had an incredible set of teeth, and was not happy and was fighting me all the way. It took me about ten minutes using my forceps to hold the nymph and a small stick to push him off the hook. What an ordeal!
He's gonna have some damage to the side of his mouth, but I hope he'll be OK. After flopping around on that line for who knows how long, and fighting me the whole time, he still had plenty of strength to fly away easily.
BTW, Big Bushkill Creek was looking great at 61°. There were lots bugs, but not a single rise. I dredged up two browns with a beadhead nymph and splitshot. I'm not sure what areas got stocked or what happened after the flooding. I'll try again after the next stocking.