Last year I posted about what I call the North River Slam . An American shad , trout , and a striper from the North River or one of it's tributaries all in one day . On Saturday I set out and accomplished this little game I play with the striper being the last and the hardest of the trio to catch . After hitting three different spots I caught what has to be the smallest striper , a pre schoolie , to complete the slam .
So on Sunday I wasn't going to drive around to chase the slam , just do a little shad fishing maybe drive five minutes to fish for trout if the shad didn't want to play and call it a morning after a couple of hours . I worked the stretch of water I like for the shad and at the end of the run I came tight and after a couple of runs , acrobatic jumps and bulldog tactics the shad came to net . The fishing was slow so I worked my way up to the head of the run and was about to cross over when another fish hit . It hit so hard in fact it snapped my 3x tippet . I don't mind loosing a fish especially one that fights as hard as the shad but that was my hot fly . Tied on a new tippet and fly hoping to catch that same fish and get my fly back . After 15 minutes and no action it was time to move and fish for trout .While crossing over the stream I always throw out some roll cast because you never know . To be truthful I've never even had a hit on my "you never know" roll cast until this morning . Another hard hit , set the hook , a swirl and tail slap and off to the races . The fish came close to my backing and as I worked it back up it took a couple of shorter runs . The shad's fight can be compared with that of a bluefish , strong , fast , they both take to the air , and the nearer they get to you they fight even harder . This fight was different , strong and bulldog like but it seemed to tire as it came closer . Then I noticed that instead of seeing flashes of silver from the flanks of the fish there were stripes and what came to net was about a 20 inch striper . I always wondered how far up the river the stripers come in the spring chasing the herring , now I know . I figured the run was worth another try and at the bottom of the run I noticed a small rise . I swung my little jiggy fly to where the rise was , felt a little tap , set the hook , and a short time latter a brookie was in hand . It's not unusually to catch a trout here since the state stocks this section or the stream . So within 40 yards I had my slam , no driving like a mad man trying to catch certain tides at certain places . And the "Grand" part of the slam came when I caught a herring . Four fish caught four different species , go figure .