Winter trout…
After a bunch of fruitless outings we finally hooked up. Stripping streamer meat on sinking lines through high water at the tail out of February. A lot of work went into this fish: Lots o’ nymphing (yuk), walking, casting and lost rigs
Last week I took a ride through the wilds of Connecticut. Lots of little black stones, midges and what appeared to be caddis fluttering about– but not one rising fish.
A good recon mission.
Advertisement


