Weather: Snow
and Cold
Stream:
Willow Clear
Hatch:
midges
Beer: New
Glarus Snowshoe Red
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| Right after I dropped it |
It really sucked when I hooked the
day’s first fish only to drop my camera in the drink taking my trophy shot.
With my lighting quick reflexes I grabbed it from the water before it sunk but
it was still wet. Two miles upstream and my options were bad: go back home and
put the camera in a container of rice or keep fishing. Obviously, being the
red-blooded male I am I chose to keep fishing.
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| Redux |
A size 14 stonefly nymph was my
ticket to the gates of glory and redemption this day on the Kinnie. Though my
camera was not working the trout kept smacking my fly. I lost tally but it got
the point where my hands were numb and burning from releasing so many fish in
the cold March water. One of the best fishing days of my life but no trout
pictures, you’ll just have to trust me.
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