The more I fish for Redfin Pickerel, the more I am amazed by them. They don't grow very big, but their attitude makes up for that. The first time they hit a fly, it is with rage and reckless abandon. The second time, a little less so. I have come to learn that these little predators lurking in small meadow streams are very smart. They learn quick. They are hard to approach without spooking. Their choice of habitat makes them even more difficult to catch: the like the muddy, stick and leaf filled margin water that is only 1 to 3 inches deep. That is water not inhabited by many other species of fish. It took me some time to get over that fact and actually target them where they live. But when I got things right, I was rewarded with incredibly beautiful little predators.