Carl Smolka

Carl M. Smolka

Coach at Project Healing Waters Fly Fishing Inc

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P.O. Box 695, La Plata, Maryland, United States
HQ Phone:
(301) 830-6450

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Vice President - Potomac-Patuxent Chapter of Trout Unlimited

Mentor - The Mayfly Project


Retired: Graduate Course Facilitator and Dissertation Advisor - University of Phoenix

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Potomac-Patuxent Chapter - Trout Unlimited

I'm always surprised at how many folks come to this outing giving the cold, plus the snow and ice can be treacherous on stream, but if my count was right we had 14 fly fishers: Dave Simms, Ken Bowyer, Bob Kaiser, Lou Reichel, Bob O'Donnell the Chapter president, Carl Smolka, Randy Dwyer, Ian Gifford, Jed Feffer, Jacob Cloyd, Josh Loh, Marc Hutzell, Todd Parks, plus myself.

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Potomac-Patuxent Chapter - Trout Unlimited

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Potomac-Patuxent Chapter - Trout Unlimited

Many thanks go to Kiki Galvin, Mollie Simpkins, Teresa Rodriguez, Pati Nicholson, Carl Smolka, Alan Burrows and so many more good people who donated time, energy and resources to make the day the great event it was.
Carl Smolka and Jim Greco (as Michelin Man) Victor, our contest monitor, Carl Smolka, and I, dressed like I was going steelhead fishing in Pulaski at the end of November, walked the ten feet or so to our first beat of the day. It was the number 4 beat which was right in front of the tent and gazebo housing the tables used by the officials. Our first view of this pretty stream showed us a riffle, run, riffle, run type structure with shallow glides between deeper runs. The water was really low and gin clear. The bottom was made of softball to cannon ball sized round rocks that were pretty slippery. At the upstream end of our beat there were a couple of huge boulders that sheltered a very deep hole holding some of the biggest fish on the stream. Unfortunately, Carl soon learned that these hogs had a case of lock jaw, and couldn't be enticed to take either of his two flies, a pink honey bug or the cased caddis pupa. He fished the upper section of the 75 yards long beat while I took the lower section. We both attribute the early lock jaw to the cold temperature, however, within the first hour as the air temperature gradually climbed, the activity in the stream improved. I think Carl may have hooked a great fish but lost it soon after. Both of us landed a couple of very nice brookies, all of which were around 14 to 16 inches and beautifully colored. Before we swapped ends, I also landed and measured what turned out to be a fish that tied for the largest of the day, a rainbow of 17 1/2 inches. Shortly after that it was apparent the fish we had in front of us had seen enough of our flies, so Carl and I swapped positions and tried some more gentle persuasion. The water was so clear, I took off my strike indicator and high stick sight fished my Pink San Juan worm. This method resulted in two heart thumping strikes from 20 inch plus fish but sadly resulted in very quick long distance releases. I have to believe if we had managed to land those three fish, sigh -- oh well, that's why it's called fishing. By the end of the first session we had a pretty good score, but still had two teams in front of us. At lunch, Carl and I talked just a little about team strategy, and decided we were on the right track by alternating positions to show the fish all of our available flies. We had a most enjoyable lunch then headed for our second beat of the day, # 9. The last beat was much farther downstream and it was another beautiful spot. However, due to the low water, the fish were again concentrated in two spots, leaving most of the water barren. Again Carl and I split up, with him taking the downstream end of the beat and me on the upper end. Shortly thereafter, Carl and I traded spots. He had hooked and landed a few nice fish, but by now the remaining fish knew his flies by name, too. Carl Smolka

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