Fly
fishing the Claremont, South Branch Raritan River
By
Bruce Litton
This is another of my Recorder Newspaper column pieces, published recently in September or early October.
Perhaps no length of river for fly
fishing in New Jersey is as mysterious as the Claremont section of the South
Branch Raritan. Last stocked in 1995, wild brown and rainbow trout, and native
brook trout, flourish in a 1.1 mile section of river from the fence dividing
off a private fishing club upstream, and Electric Brook in Long Valley
downstream. An abandoned rail line is converted into a pathway that runs
straight parallel to the river, but the river itself is out of sight in dense woodland
well off the path. Climbing over downfalls and through brambles to wade it may
be difficult, and many fishing situations allow roll casting at best. But the
heart of the mystery is the size of some brown trout that may be there. They’ve
been caught as large as eight pounds apparently.
Fly casting the river recently with
Oliver Round, I wondered just where such a fish could possibly be. The hole
just below the bridge where Patriots Path crosses is very deep, but not really
very large. Wading upstream, I found that the river averages about 20 feet wide
and two and a half feet deep, not exactly territory for any browns to be
expected over 17 inches or so. No doubt, a real large brown is a rarity. Even a
17-incher is a seldom encounter, and nothing has convinced me that the eight-pounder I heard about was a wild fish. Perhaps it made its way down from
stockings by the private trout club above. More mystery yet to add to the
picture; if the thought of a huge but stocked trout is disappointing, at least
we consider realism.
This was one of the first of this
fall’s chilly mornings when Oliver and I fished—about 42 degrees. However,
Oliver has actually waded this section in January—downed trees, brambles, briar
patches and all—and happened to catch eight browns that cold day on flies which
imitate trout eggs. After all, these trout reproduce and feed on one another’s
spawn, as odd as the behavior may seem. This September morning, we spotted a
lot of trout but caught only one on a size 14 stonefly nymph. The water was
clear, the trout skittish, and time in fairly short supply. A few rose in the
hole below the bridge where we first arrived, but I was disappointed that none
would take my size 18 parachute ant, size 20 blue winged olive, or size 20
Adams. I tried a fly that resembles a small worm, then switched to a white-bodied streamer with a golden flair of hackle rising over its back and walked
over the bridge the way we came, to crawl between bush boughs and begin roll
casting to the spot where I had seen a trout rise three times. I got a strike
and believe it was that fish, but missed it. Meanwhile, Oliver had three hits
from the same rainbow trout on a streamer just upstream of the bridge.
We waded upstream and the day got
more interesting as my hands warmed, and we had the sense of a wild place
isolated from the byways, homes, and businesses that fill New Jersey. Once it
was the other way around. Villages, towns, homes, even cities, scattered about isolated in the general wilderness. I checked my phone for the time, and of
course it had service too. Oliver took out his phone and showed me a video he
had filmed of a spring in the woods somewhere nearby between the path and the
river. It is immense, wherever it is exactly. Oliver spoke of bringing a GPS
and trying to find it again. It didn’t bubble; it welled up like a fire hydrant
flow from the ground.
On the high end of Schooley’s
Mountain, Budd Lake—a shallow warm-water lake—is the origin
of the South Branch Raritan River not many miles from where we fished. During
summer, the water flowing out of the sluggish, weed-choked lagoon at the end of
the lake is very warm. But all the way down the mountain the river is spring
fed. I had no idea springs like the one Oliver showed me on video exist in New
Jersey. But I have read that the river is so rich in springs keeping the water
cool that native brook trout exist within a quarter mile of the lake. In any
case, there are wild and native trout in the South Branch Raritan’s upper
reaches, and exploration may reveal surprises unexpected.
Nice looking stream. I like those small streams where you can walk along a sandbar and make short casts into a slot along the opposite bank. Easy to find fish and comfortable wading.
ReplyDeleteMy son and I spent an afternoon just exploring the North Branch Raritan during summer, not fishing. We found a fairly short section of overhanging bank no more that a foot and a half deep--and over two dozen smallmouth as large as a foot long. Have snorkeled this river and spied on a lot of bass and even a rainbow trout in August. Must have been a spring nearby.
DeleteMy son and I spent an afternoon just exploring the North Branch Raritan during summer, not fishing. We found a fairly short section of overhanging bank no more than a foot and a half deep--and over two dozen smallmouth as large as a foot long. Have snorkeled this river and spied on a lot of bass and even a rainbow trout in August, must have been a spring nearby.
ReplyDeleteThanks for the Claremont article. I hope to check the place out sometime. Guess I'm not the only one who snorkels to spy on fish!
ReplyDeleteYou're welcome. I thought my son and I were the only freshwater snorkelers.
ReplyDeleteJust wanted to follow-up by saying that I spent a considerable amount of days this last summer searching the South Branch for smallmouth bass. I did find some...and had fun catching thme on fly gear. But I have yet to find the El Dorado for South Branch smallies.
ReplyDeleteThey're definitely there. And big. (Some.) I do wish I was there more. I had much more time available for the river, back when I posted this one. I fished the river for smallmouths with my 7-wt this past summer, but didn't score a single bass this way. Try, try again. I will. And I hope we run into each other someday. Maybe I can leave notice on the blog ahead of time. It all depends on whether I have to think of it.
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