The drought is finally over!!!
I was on the way home from visiting my mom today and thought I'd visit my favorite little three acre ice cube, er, I mean pond and see how it looked. Imagine my surprise when I saw a small corner of open water (no more than 75 feet at the widest point, but open nonetheless). I had my two weight and a few soft hackles in the truck with me (they live behind the seat full time), so I thought I'd get in a little casting practice (man, am I rusty!). Surprise number two: about the third cast, I could have swore I saw a twitch in my leader, I tightened up and sure enough, a small but very pretty bluegill! About a half hour and four more gills later, I was back in my truck, a huge smile on my face and finally believing the season might just change at some point after all. I'm still smiling
It has begun...
If it swims and eats, it'll eat a fly.