The Trout

Got out for a very, very short time today. Went back to the call of the coldwater... after a long absence. I was reminded how beautiful it can be - perfect weather, stunning water. I struggled a bit: trying to be slow and enjoy the deal while at the same time hurrying a little to make the most of the precious few minutes.

Started out throwing hoppers. I’ve always wanted to have a great hopper day, but it’s never happened. Still hasn’t. No big deal. It might be because I give up to easily and go to something that works in crushing fashion: the soft hackle swing. In the few minutes I had, it got me everything I wanted (well, maybe not everything, but close).

I’ll try a new style with this post: captions… and let the pics narrate.

This water was productive.

Came across a nice spider nest in a tree branch. The female was present in the nest. It was later pointed out to me that the male was on my leg. I’d appreciate an ID of this arachnid if anyone is up for it. Honest estimate of spider "foot print" is ~3 inches.

Limestone on top of sandstone. The years represented are beyond comprehension for both you and me.

This is the good and beautiful lonely road.

This is the basic technique. It is indeed basic. Of course, I missed a fish while taking this picture, so please enjoy fully.

Good sounds, good view… pretty damn good place to be, even if only for a short while. Ultimate recharger of batteries.

Salmo trutta, and also a friend who will be forever a part of our family. This picture is in gravel and rocks because this is a kept fish. I ended up keeping three, to round out a limit when pooled with the two that have been in the freezer for a while.

A worn and used creel is a good companion.


NOTE: I believe this is the spider.