Late Summer on the Susquehanna

You can tell a lot about a person by their favorite Dylan record. If they don’t have one, well, I’m not sure you even want to fish with them. I met Justin when I was taking my dog Whitman for a walk and Justin was walking back to his car after an evening of fly fishing on the river. I saw him with a fly rod so I struck up a conversation about the river and the fishing. We quickly discovered that we had a lot of common ground — he teaches writing at the college level, I teach high school English, he likes good music, I do to, and most importantly, we both like to fly fish. We quickly exchanged numbers and set a time to head out to the river in the near future.

He just moved into the area, so I took him to a spot on the Susquehanna that I recently discovered. This is my first season fly fishing for bass and I’m now in full bronze mode. These past few weeks have been terribly hot and humid — horrible weather for trout fishing. In past summers, I would have sulked and been agitated not being able to head out on the water. Realizing that I can have an incredible angling experience right outside of my house has been a gigantic blessing. Instead of driving all over the place looking for spring creeks and limestoners, I’ve been getting on my bike, riding up the rail-trail along the river, and drifting a crayfish pattern for beautiful bass.

​Talk turned to music once we were on the water and Dylan came up. I asked him what his favorite Dylan record was. “

Time Out of Mind”, he said. “Seriously? Mine too!”. Yeah, I know, it’s just a record, and really, who cares? But if you don’t know that record or why it’s one of Dylan’s best, then that part of this anecdote will never make sense. Some day I’ll do an entire post about the genius of that record. Either way, it’s great to meet someone that understands the magnificence of that record. That record is everything that Dylan was meant to do as an artist. It quickly became obvious that we shared a lot of the same interests and that our lives had struck the same chords at some point or another. We hit it off and quickly started catching some really nice bass. ​

I’ve lived most of my life within a few miles of this river and only now, in my 33rd rotation around the sun, have I spent a lot of time on it. Enough time to learn its rhythms and seasons. Rightfully so, the Susquehanna gets a lot of bad press. Ask any angler and they’ll immediately start talking about how great the bass population USED to be. Ask any concerned citizen and they’ll correctly tell you that the river should be listed as impaired and needs a lot of love in order to get it to a healthy, livable, sustainable standard. I agree with all of it. I love this river and it needs our help. However, we often easily get consumed by the negatives and the “what needs to happen…” mentality which can filter our view of the river and keep us from realizing the beauty that is right in front of us. If we don’t see the beauty that we have, we’ll never be willing to protect the beauty that may be.

Over the past month and half, I’ve caught a ton of beautiful, healthy looking bass. Only one had a sore on it. I’ve also caught bass ranging from 8"-16". Justin recently landed a 20" and an 18". It’s great to see the bass population seemingly doing well. They’ve been nailing dark poppers, crayfish patterns, and Clouser minnows; the deadly three when it comes to bass flies for me. If they are healthy and doing well, it also shows that the river has a lot of great things going on. If we don’t acknowledge the vibrant ecosystem of the Susquehanna, we’ll never care enough to keep it healthy and work to make it better. We aren’t only catching really nice bass, but we’re seeing a ton of egrets, herons, and bald eagles. Just the other day we stopped fishing to watch two bald eagles circle over use for a few minutes. Their nest must have been close.

It has been a blast discovering this river. For my entire life it’s always been in the periphery, but now it’s coming into focus and I’m loving what I see. Get out there and enjoy the water. ​

If we don’t acknowledge the vibrant ecosystem of the Susquehanna, we’ll never care enough to keep it healthy and work to make it better.

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