Last Wednesday, January 9th, I made it out fishing with my buddy Justin. Like all great adventures this one started out with a plan.
When we planned on fishing the week before I thought that the January heat wave we've been having would still be in full effect. Unfortunately the cold returned on Tuesday and Wednesday last week.
Over the course of the last couple years I really pay attention to small details when choosing where I will fish on any given day. I feel that it's one of the great benefits that comes from years of experience.
The creek had some pretty good ice when we arrived sometime between 10 and 11 am. So much ice that it was pretty much unfishable. I remembered that there was some springs located upstream and suggested that we fish closer to the springs where the water flows out of the ground at 54 degrees.
The upstream section was free of ice so we began to fish.
It wasn't long before I was on the board.
Damn I'm good.
At first my hands were really cold but after a while of catching fish after fish I started to warm up and forget about the cold. I love it when that happens.
So much life on the stream bed all throughout the winter.
Justin was having fun and catching fish too. He was using a two nymph rig.
Often time I just sit back and watch Justin fish. His casts are very graceful.
On the way home we stopped at DQ and we each ordered a large soft serve cone.