Took off to the mountains to try for some Brook Trout. Weather guy predicted a few showers. Got to the creek and readied my gear and headed for the creek when that shower turned into a snow storm. I had not seen another person up to that point when a Forest Ranger Truck came by. The guy stop and waved and I weaved back. I can just imagine what the thought of an old grey haired fellow with his poodle standing out fly fishing in a snow storm.

Any way we waved at each other to let him know I was OK. Fishing wasn't real hot but if I sank the fly the trout would hit now and then. Kept a few for dinner.

Hope you guys had a nice day.

Panman