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Very few things can top explosive steelhead action,
especially during the bitterly cold and notoriously unfishable Canadian
Winter. When I heard that a small outing was being organized to a few
Pennsylvania Lake Erie tributaries in early April, I could hardly wait.
Never having fished Lake Erie before, or any of it's tributaries for that
matter, I was very much looking forward to exploring some new water, meeting
some new mates, and of course finally feeling a steelhead on the end of my
8wt.
Pennsylvania is famous for it's trout fishery. Although only a sliver
of the state extends Northward to Lake Erie, tightly sandwiched between New
York and Ohio, the fishable water in Pennsylvania is nothing short of
amazing. Dozens of scenic creeks, ranging from narrow and deep to
shallow and wide, leech into Lake Erie carving deep canyons into the
limestone of nearby hills and deep woodlands. Most of Lake Erie and
it's tributaries are considered a "put & take" fishery. The DNR,
Pennsylvania's equivalent of the Canadian MNR, stocks very high quantities
of smolts throughout the region. In fact the numbers of stocked steelhead
are exponentially higher in Lake Erie than in Lake Ontario, creating a haven
for steelheaders while fueling the local economy. Lake Erie steelhead
are also known as Fall spawners, with only a limited quantity of fish
remaining in the creeks through the Winter and early Spring; a complete
contrast to the steelhead stemming from Lake Ontario which almost always
spawn in the Spring.
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Our trip spanned 3 days of solid fishing,
with the party ranging in size from 4 to 8 fly fishers. With the
lodge located in the fairly central location of Erie, PA the plan was to
fish the larger, more popular creeks such as the Elk and Walnut first,
then as crowds appeared we would migrate to smaller, less crowded
waters. On day one we found ourselves on the very windy shores of
lower Walnut Creek around 5:30am. A few fishermen decorated the
banks on either side of the creek however the infamous crowds everyone
was expecting just weren't there. A few local fishermen explained
that the high winds brought on by the cold front that had just moved in
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home. No one was complaining. Water conditions are notorious for changing rapidly in
PA. The normal, somewhat greenish flows can turn to chocolate milk
within hours with any sort of moderate rain fall. Water levels also
vary as much as 1 to 3 feet at times, making fishing unpredictable - as were
about to find out.
I didn't have to wait long to get my first taste of Lake Erie steel.
Within minutes of dead drifting a brown and black woolly bugger through a
small pocket, a fair sized female consumed the tempting morsel and decided
to make a run downstream to the lake. We were off to a great start!
Only hours into our first day in Erie we had landed upwards of 10 fish
between 4 anglers; not bad on any body of water. Most of the fish came
on fairly large, size 6, earth-toned woolly buggers. The ace in the
hole fly turned out to be Chris Hubbard's interpretation of a brown
bead-headed bearded bugger. This bugger variant is tied hackle-less
with a soft hen hackle collar. Very deadly!

Lake Erie steelhead, at least the Spring run we observed, reacted unlike any
other steelhead I've caught out of Lake Ontario tributaries in the past.
The fish would blatantly ignore our flies for 20 - 30 minutes at a time,
regardless of what they were, only to strike with vengeance on the 75th
drift, like they've never seen the fly before. This persistence and
determination was a must during these clear water conditions. Many
anglers came and went, only drifting to visible fish a hand full of times,
then moving on empty handed. There is a wise saying in Erie "You don't
leave fish to find fish". Practice patience and you will be rewarded.
Just as the action was heating up, a fresh cold front gifted us with
silver dollar sized snowflakes followed by sleet, hail and of course - rain.
The unfortunate turn in the weather drove most of the fishermen off the
water, and for good reason. Within an hour the creeks rose a foot, and
water visibility was reduced to a mere 2 to 3 inches. Such a dramatic
change in water conditions in such a short time was quite interesting to
witness. Even more interesting was the change in the fish's behavior.
The steelhead were no longer holding in pocket water, rather they were an
unbelievable 2 feet off the bank, holding in just about the only section
that wasn't surging with muddy runoff caused by the steady rain. Many
anglers were wading out to much deeper water, completely oblivious to the
fish just inches from the bank. By focusing on these shallow sections,
and drifting slightly brighter flies our party was able to land fish in
circumstances thought to be unfishable by others.
Most streambeds in Pennsylvania consist of
long stretches of flat limestone, or shale. This allows the creek
to clear rather quickly, usually within 24 hours, as there is no
repository of silt to muddy up the water during high flows. There
are, however, a fair share of lower gradient streams and creeks which do
have loose gravel and silt bottoms, resulting in a longer cleansing
period after blow out conditions. If
you arrive in Pennsylvania and the conditions are less than ideal due to
high and muddy water, spend your time fishing close to the banks of shale
creeks.
Despite the rain, the first day was declared a huge |
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success. Every
angler in our party hooked up with multiple fish with most anglers landing
at least a few. The rain continued to plague us, continuing and
intensifying throughout the entire night. Upon arriving at the creek on
day two, the creeks were next to impossible to fish. The water rose at
least 2 feet from the previous day, with more rain on the way. This
gave our group a chance to take full advantage of our accommodations, relax,
and tie some brown woolly buggers which had produced so well the day before.
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On the third and final day of our
excursion, we woke up to sunny clear skies. Excited and eager to
see the condition of the creeks, we headed East of Erie and decided to
fish some of the smaller water where we were less likely to run into the
weekend crowds; also known as "the zoo". Our hopes were answered
when we caught our first glimpse of the creek, back to it's famous green
color with a moderate flow. Most of the
creeks had cleared up overnight, with the
exception of Elk Creek and a few other Western creeks with loose
gravel bottoms. A few short moments of drifting and we were back in
action. The fish were back to their original holding patterns in pocket
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to flies which were drifted very close to their feeding lanes. The
black, olive and brown woolly buggers that produced so well for us a few
days ago were back on the fish's menu. In some cases, where water was
really clearing up, smaller, size 8 or 10 crystal meths were the ticket.
After a long last day of fishing, a fresh citation-sized male capped off the
day just as the sun was setting, as if on queue. It was the perfect
ending to a wonderful experience. There is something to be said about
Erie's steelhead fishery. There is a certain charm about Erie.
Maybe it's the people, maybe it's the beautiful Pennsylvania scenery, or
maybe it's the shiny chrome that we all love to stalk. Whatever it is,
Erie will forever be remembered in my mind as the home of great wings, good
times, and countless steelhead!

Written By: Nick Pujic,
© April, 2004
Photographs By:
© 2004 Nick Pujic, Paul Langford & Will Mullis
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