Sunday, November 8, 2015
Meadow Streams and Mill Ponds
That desire to catch phsychotic little pickerel again rose from my heart today. I had to march in the Hartford Veterans Parade, and that cut into the fishing time, but, you know, there are just some things that are more important than fishing and honoring those who fought for our country is one of them.
After the parade I hit the water. Meadow streams. I caught one brook trout, no redfin pickerel or even fallfish. I didn't even really land the brooky. When I need a moral booster around these parts, or to kill a skunk, there is a certain mill pond loaded with red breast sunfish that I can count on.
I hit the pond and left on the little Ausable Bomber I had been using in the stream. That was all I needed. I caught about 40 fish. That is all I needed.