Sunday, January 2, 2011
A Day Of Tradition
Hours went by without so much as a showing fish. We were about to give it up when my buddy started to throw a few casts into the rapids below the pool. He has done this year after year without result. Like I said this was not a typical year. One, two and three came quickly to hand falling for his Smelt pattern. The largest was a beautiful 21" bow. The forth came a bit later and took a black leech.
My day ended with two fish hooked and none landed. Not exactly what was imagined. Even so, I love January first because it is a beginning of a New Year as well as the start of my twelve month fishing cycle. I can also reflect on 2010 with great fondness as many of my days were used in the pursuit of the catch. Much was learned in a sport where the knowledge is never ending.