At breakfast, my wife asked me what I had planned for the day, and I couldn’t help but grin. The sun was shining and it was less windy than the day before. It’s been a crazy past week and a half with weather, working as a kindergarten aid for a day, a failed trip to Chicago, and lots of weird errands. Knowing that today was my day to head out early and be unburdened made the smile pop out.
My last job was taking my daughter to school, so I suited up in my waders and drove her there. I noticed that I didn’t quite get that big hug that I’m use too- must be the waders I thought. It was a cold morning and I had to wear gloves to keep my hands warm. My hands were down right failing to tie the easiest of knots. I was hoping the sun would warm everything and maybe even bring some caddis flies. I caught a number of small trout early on, but than everything slowed to a halt. The wind picked up and I was glad for my Tenkara rod, so that I didn’t have to strip in wet line.
I managed a few more hook ups, but could not bring them under control. I’ve almost felt cursed as of late. I have struggled lately to land any good fish. I have hooked into to plenty of them, but just when all seems well, the fish sheds my fly and swims away. The last nice fish that I caught was about 16” and he slipped from my fingers as I tried to take his picture.
The weather warmed up a little and I put away my gloves and the fun began. I didn’t catch anything greater than 12 inches today, but I did catch my 100th fish since the season opened on March 3rd. The caddis never showed up, but it was still a good day. I caught several more Brown trout and decided to head home.
On the way back to the car after fishing for about 3 ½ hours, I saw this skull and took its picture. The rest of the body was no where to be seen. The day ended warmer, but the caddis flies never showed for me. In all, I caught 14 Browns, but the day felt like it could have been better with some larger fish.