Shortly after moving to Colorado, wintertime, the weather was mild and a local river had some open water around the ice.

A friend told me about dropping a fly onto the ice, cross stream, and letting it plop into the open water. Hungry fish hiding under the ice would surely grab the bait.

So I did, and they did, and then I discovered that a fly, with any water on it at all, will hit the ice and freeze to it. So I caught one nice rainbow trout per fly, and the ice shelf started to look furry with hackle. Fun but expensive.

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Outcast Super Fat Cat in Colorado high mountain lakes. Life is good indeed.