Poking around

Poking around

Today my dad and I spent the late afternoon poking around the north woods on our way to the river.  You do this when there isn’t a cloud in the sky and you’re not convinced there’ll be a trout in the river, at least a trout for you.  The trees have...
Fall Color

Fall Color

Today’s float began slow and stayed slow…except for the hour between 12:30 and 1:30 pm.  We moved four good trout, landed two, including a picturesque brown that swirled up on Jordan’s streamer and was landed without the net that I forgot.  It was...