Saturday, May 7, 2016
Bush Whacking for Native Jewels
I fished the Ausable Ugly, and it worked well. I didn't land any big brookies but they were all gorgeous and terrifically hard fighting and strong.
Right as I was landing this fish a dark cloud came over. It was as though suddenly the sky decided it was night. Rain began to fall, a fine misty rain, no big droplets, oddly unlike any rain I have ever stood out in. I just kept fishing. It felt wonderful.
On the way out I began to see little light colored things hopping through my light. Thousands of young wood frogs had decided to come out and enjoy the rain. I put my hand in front of one and it jumped right on!