Just after work I was picked up by fellow flyfisherman Hans F to hop over
the border to do some troutfishing in Germany.
At the local watermill we met our local contact Michael.

The weather looked like it would start to rain any moment so we where eager to start. First though we heard some very bad news from Michael. A survey by some state officials had turned up some rare small fish species in our river and now the local club was barred from stocking anymore trout. Looks like the troutfishing will be going down the drain due to some little minnows and over eager environmentalists. The club would fight the move so I am praying for the right outcome of this latest hasslement of fisherman down there.

Since it might be our last troutfishing if all goes wrong we immediately went to work. Michael scored the first rainbow while I managed to kick one out of a deep pool (literally). With a bit more care I waded through my sure shot locations which all turned out to be empty. I guess the worm brigade had been working overtime. Low water and cloud cover with limited insect activity where not helping either.

When I go fishing I am obsessed, I really want to catch a fish. Just one is fine for me, it does not matter what it is but one fish and I can go to sleep without a trauma. So when the usual spots turned out to be empty or had unwilling fish in them it was time to head to the prime location. At the end of the guest stretch just at the "no fishing" sign there was a deep pool where I almost knew for sure there would be trout in it.
Last time it yielded a nice rainbow trout so this time it might do that also.
I switched from nypmhs to a streamer pattern I had the utmost confidence in. When I came at the deep pool I launced the streamer in the deep pool beyond the "no fishing" sign.

I guess fish can read because at the first cast something chased the fly. On the second cast I had a solid hookup of a solid fish. I had to use a lot of pressure to keep the fish away from overhanging tree roots and other obstacles. I managed to land a fat trout and took a picture of it. It was kind of an unusual trout. A large and silvery fish I had not seen before in these waters.



My day was saved, a nice trout to end a working day. Does it get any better than that ? It did not matter that it started to rain cats and dogs in the end. On the way back I walked with Michael. When I stood on the bridge near one of the empty pools I had fished before I decided just for fun to throw the streamer in the pool from the bridge. To my surprise a fish hit the streamer instantly. I missed it off course and a second attempt from the bank did not result in a hookup. It was time to call it a day

One more trout fishing day that nobody could take from me.

Hi Marcel, what kind of trout was it? i remembr fishing the elk river on the elk refuge outside of jackson, wyoming. i cast past the "no fishing" sign and hooked a 25" or so trout. i lost it at the bank but it was a great fight on a great scenic river
mark

Looks like the free photostorage server is down. I have hosted the image on another server now.
The trout looked like this:



Kind of footbal shaped and silvery. Almost like a searun brown but highly
unlikely in the river I fished in.