All tagged Wisconsin Trout Angler

A long hard winter

I didn't even have the trout on and it haunted me.  My friend Andy's encounter with it was chapter one of the saga.  I remember reading his email at first and dismissing the possibility of a monster in that stretch.  My left knee was at full "I hate you" phase and I dismissed the fish story partially because of my knee not cooperating. I was supposed to be with Andy that day but I chickened out because of my knee.

Yesterday and Tomorrow

The ritual was always the same. He would kick me out of bed at 4 am. Mom would have poached eggs over toast for us ready on the table. We would discuss where we were going and any things of interest in the area. We would examine our rods and reels for wear. The first spinner of the day was tied on at the table to assure the knot was true in the light. Tying on a lure in the dark on stream many times was a recipe for disaster.