Browns and I tend to lean towards a tenuous relationship. In fact I once went over 85 fish in a row at Pass without landing a brown. To add insult to injury, somewhere around fish 65 I met a newbie who readily accepted my help to set him up with a chironomid and indicator. He tied up to my pram, I helped him with depth, he cast and two minutes later he hooked up on his first fish ever from Pass and his first fish ever under an indicator. It of course was a spectacular 18” brown that fought surprisingly well. I netted it for him knowing full well that he didn’t have any idea at the time how special that was, for him special equated to a fish, not the species. Ok in all reality there was no real injury but I wondered then as I do now why my brown ratio on lakes with populations of the fish tend to be below average. So I was a bit more than surprised on Sunday that my third fish of the day was a brown, but even more surprised that my fourth fish was also a brown (one of the largest I've ever taken from the lake). 50% browns? Back to back browns? Absolutely unheard of! I started my day right off the launch area using a micro leech under and indicator because there was a fairly steady wind blowing in, that I was hoping might concentrated some fish there and it would also allow me to set up my other lines. During my 10 minute warm up and prep, my indicator did jump once but after some other exploratory casts with my full sink I decided that it just wasn’t happening and I planed on not wasting time fishing unproductive waters. One step out of the car earlier at the launch sent every one of my spidey senses tingling and I knew it was going to be one of those Pass days where the fish were going to be happily feeding in concentrated areas and I just needed to find them. Next I moved over to the West center weed bed, anchored up on the north side where the wind was first making contact with the slope and started casting a leech on my intermediate line into the shore and along the weeds. I was rewarded almost immediately with a strong take but I pulled the trigger a bit late and missed. Good sign though and within a 20 minutes I managed to land 6 (including the two browns) and I missed another 8 or so short takes. The wind started to die down, a family of otters moved over the weed bed and for a bit of time the bite went off. That is until I figured out that the fish had just moved out a bit deeper to about 8’ of water. A few casts into the depths produced quickly for me so I decided it was time to break out the big guns and indicator fish. Flies to depth, indicator down, flies to depth indicator down, repeat. Right before this one of the two guys who had launched their float tubes (Lost Creeker?) right after I had launched my pram moved close enough for me to invite him over to take advantage of the feast. He and his friend also managed to pick up a couple using type 3 lines and olive Hale Bops. The party lasted about an hour before things shut down so I moved to the east shoreline and started working my way down to the north end of the lake. The other two guys left to head to Lone. Now it was just me. I kept working the tree lined shore, stopping and anchoring every 30 yards or so, but I didn't find fish until I made it down to where it starts to shallow up and the reeds start to grow. I found a few fish close to shore, but for the most part the fish were out in about 8’ of water again. From this point until dark, I just kept probing the north shore all the way towards the ranger’s house and things never really slowed down once I’d find another concentration of fish. Mostly I fished a blackish red leech on my Aqualux, but to be honest other times the indicator was by far more productive once I'd found the fish. While fishing my second concentration of fish on the north shore, I hit my third brown of the day, 3 for 35 or 40, nice! Once again though on my next cast I hooked and landed another brown and then two cast later another. 3 in a row and now I have 5 on the day. I’ve hit 30 plus fish several times since I’ve been fishing Pass but only once before did I land more than one brown in an outing. What changed? I intended on leaving at dark, but the fishing at the orchard area stayed consistent after dark for about a half an hour or so before I finally started rowing back to the launch. On a whim I stopped at the first weed bed again to make some casts, and once again the fish were there. I landed about ten more before I finally just reeled in and left.