13 March 2014

Radiant Trout

I was struck by the beauty of this animal. It brings back some memories. The earliest fly-fishing expedition that I can recall was in the mid-1970s, and indeed somewhere there is a photo of a proud yours truly struggling to hold up a string of rainbows for the camera. My most recent fly-fishing excursions were on the Mianus, Norwalk, and Saugatuck rivers in Connecticut--almost 20 years ago! I used to fish every weekend, spending most of the day in the woods along the riverbanks, catching brookies (at left) and brownies. Over the past decade most of my fishing has been in Mexico hunting for dorado, marlin, and tuna, with the occasional spearfishing trip in California and the Bahamas. But there's something about fly-fishing for trout that's a bit...different. Perhaps it's time to break out the old 9' Sage rod and reel and head into the mountains.

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

I would have expected you to have an Orvis rod, or even a Hardy, not a Sage. Too much time as a West Coast wastrel, I suppose.

Ivar said...

I took up fly fishing just to get outside more, and it is surprisingly enjoyable.

YBH said...

The Eastern Sierras are calling out to you!

JL said...

Nothing man made can match that beauty!

The Ancient said...

I would have expected him to have a 9-foot, one piece Leonard in a hard leather case.