For those who love small streams, wild trout, and life...in their simplest form
Friday, April 19, 2013
The third Saturday in April has always been the opening of trout season in Connecticut. It's a day of family fishing, old buddies getting together for a Spring tradition. A time of camping, early rising, coffee from the gas station, or loading up on carbs and cholesterol at the diner. They are the days of catching breeder trout, some of which can be quite large, and days when your children catch their first fish, and those days of standing in cold streams, shoulder to shoulder with other anglers waiting to fill there limit.
These days provide memories that will last a lifetime. So if you have the time, get out and make a few memories and enjoy.
For me opening day will start with a cup or two of Nantucket, black and hot. A bowl of oatmeal, with maple syrup and blueberries. I'll then find a small cold clear freestone stream to fish. Armed with a 2wt rod and a few flies I'll seek out the wild brook trout.
With a little luck I'll be graced to bring to hand a few wild jewels.
While out there be on the lookout for some land based wild beauty. This could be the weekend for these.