Monday, August 23, 2010
Autumn has always been a special time of year for me. With the day's becoming shorter, the crisp days and cool nights, where hot coffee seems to have a better taste. There are the days when a flannel shirt feels oh so good. The streams and the woods are changing, colors are brilliant, the water becomes so clear, as if its trying to show the trout where to spawn. The trout take on their fall colors and are as beautiful as the countryside. The brook trout will take a bright streamer, which is one of my favorite ways to fish in the fall. The calandar still says summer, but my thoughts are of autumn.
Wild brook trout, in their fall colors rival the beauty of the countryside