THERE'S REALLY NOTHING TO IT


The opening of Virginia's trout season in April of 1978 was much on everyone's mind but especially our oldest son. He was really looking forward to trout fishing with his grand dad and two uncles as we anticipated the trek to southwest Virginia for the traditional opening day of the season. Our youngest son could care less about catching trout so he was always a reluctant participant in the annual pilgrimage.


As usual, we would be spending the whole week in Wise County. However, we would probably do most of our fishing in Lee County which is the furthest you could go westward in the entire Commonwealth of Virginia.