Weathermen... After a heat wave in the 90's, every forecast (just yesterday) called for cloudy skies with highs in the upper 70's today. That forecast was all I needed to decide to take a day off work to hit the woods. When I woke up this morning, however, my Super Doppler Window indicated the "real-time" forecast was actually a torrential downpour. Seriously? They can't predict 16 hours in advance? I waited a couple of hours, but no end seemed in sight, not even on radar. After 2 cups of coffee while surfing BCUSA, I decided I wasn't going to waste a day to rain and tossed my mountain bike into the bed of my truck to head out. I brought two Tenkara rods ready for micro fishing action. By luck, the rain trickled off as I pulled into the trailhead. This natural sand spring lies about 2 miles from the trailhead. The last time I was here, I noticed fish were moving around, with a couple of relatively big ones. The water was lower this time, and I only spotted small chubs. They were VERY spooky and would not take a fly. The spring drains through a TINY stream to a somewhat larger tributary. I can only guess that fish ended up in the spring by following the tiny stream during a flood event. I explored the tributary, but couldn't find any fish. While exploring, I ran into this guy. And then I ran into a colony of red spotted newts. There must have been 2 dozen+ within a square yard, probably totaling the number that I've seen in my entire life. I've always viewed these guys as good luck signs. Now more than ever, I believe they are indeed. After 3.5 miles, I reached the stream I wanted to fish. I've posted about this stream before. It's polluted from acid mine drainage from 19th century mining. About 30 years ago, a local chapter of Trout Unlimited installed diversion wells to treat the acidic water. In a nutshell, a portion of the upstream flow is piped by gravity into two concrete structures that are kept filled with crushed limestone. As the acidic water filters up through the limestone, it is neutralized and spills back into the creek. Just upstream of the diversion wells, the water is too acid for fish to live. But after the diversion wells, the pH is taken from about 4 to 6, which is sustainable for native fish. Within a few casts, I caught my first native brook trout. The diversion wells are in the background. This guy serves as a testimony to how well they work! A few casts later, I hooked an even larger brook trout from the same small pool. I was elated! This 8-inch trout matches the largest I've ever caught in this small stream! The remnants and restoration of the 1850's RR bridge are also seen in the background. I then moved just downstream of the bridge, where I caught more native brook trout, along with native chubs.