It Made All the Difference

I headed out today to examine some streams to see how the rain and warm weather had treated them. A few had simply stayed frozen, in one the ice had been forced to the bottom by the run off, certainly a bad situation for the resident fish, and one, the one I visited on Friday, was now ice fry. I proceeded to fish the pink worm in the deep holes and catch the occasional native gem. At one point I was dredging the depths of a trough when the leader jumped upstream. I set the hook and was immediately aware it was a nice fish. I tell you, the fight of even a tiny Native is so much more fun on the new rod. This big one put up a scrap

I would say it was a surprisingly good day, especially for this time of year. Perhaps spring will be early this year. The skunk cabbages are popping out in the sunlight, and some of the song birds that are active typically aren't around right now.

Add nice wet moss = happy brooky