I can't remember the last time I got skunked on Penns Creek...but I was pretty sure tonight was going to be the night. The creek was full, high enough to keep me on the parking lot side of the creek, it was off color...visibility was about 2.5 - 3 feet, almost perfect, but it was FREEZING. I left the thermometer in the car but it was as cold as I have ever fished it. I did see one rise, I assume to one of the cream midges that were flying around. Every now and then I caught a glimpse of a larger fly, but nothing I could get a good enough look at to ID.
After about an hour and half, the strike indicator hesitated and at the strike I felt the head shake. After a short battle I netted this brown: (not my usual quality photo, I was rusty with the camera and didn't want to fumble around with him anymore)
Had a knot slip on another one, not sure how that happened, but the highlight was having a beaver swimming around the hole for about ten minutes, first one I have seen on that particular stretch.
Stopped and snapped a few pics of Cherry Run on my way home:
The sunset outside of Mifflinburg: