I'll start this post with a scene to warm the holiday season. A summer pond reflection from near Cooke City, Montana. Only the mosquitos are missing.
The year started and ended frosty. Sub zero temperatures in January and December bookended the year. Other than minor inconvenience, the cold weather was short lived and offered a brief respite from fishing.
I've grown to prefer fishing midges. Often, they're a most reliable hatch. And, mid-winter, the only game if one desires casting to rising trout. Thankfully, February and March were both nice and offered several pleasant days and opportunities for squinting at the waters surface. Midges continued to fish well into May.
In spite of declining visual acuity, fishing with twenty-two's became routine. I comfortably ventured into the use of 7X and now view 6X as a luxury. Five X is nearly suitable for dredging up halibut.
Lucy, the matriarch of the sofa claiming dog clan made it beyond sixteen. She left behind …
The year started and ended frosty. Sub zero temperatures in January and December bookended the year. Other than minor inconvenience, the cold weather was short lived and offered a brief respite from fishing.
I've grown to prefer fishing midges. Often, they're a most reliable hatch. And, mid-winter, the only game if one desires casting to rising trout. Thankfully, February and March were both nice and offered several pleasant days and opportunities for squinting at the waters surface. Midges continued to fish well into May.
In spite of declining visual acuity, fishing with twenty-two's became routine. I comfortably ventured into the use of 7X and now view 6X as a luxury. Five X is nearly suitable for dredging up halibut.
Lucy, the matriarch of the sofa claiming dog clan made it beyond sixteen. She left behind …