One day, it happens. You set the hook, you feel snagged on something really heavy, but, then, the heaviness moves. You then realize: “This is it–The Big One is on.” I get the same feeling everytime I hook a big fish: excitement and fear. When I first hooked what ended up being a 21″ holdover
During the drive back from Connecticut, I made a quick pit stop to fish the Natchaug. I fished it a few days ago during the drive down. Landed 40 trout (more here). What a difference a few days makes. The river was very low, and there were hordes of folks, swimming in the choicest pools.
En route to a college reunion, I decided to stop at the Natchaug and fish. Glad I did. I landed quite a few brown and tiger trout. All stockies, but I didn’t care. It was a great deal of fun. Honestly, credit should go to these folks, Frank and Max. They’ve been friends since childhood.
I’ve been to many fly shops. My #1 most favorite one is Concord Outfitters. Andy, the owner, and his colleagues there really know their craft. They all are passionate about fly fishing and intimately know the local waters. I’ve been to places like Cabela’s, LL Bean, and Bass Pro Shop. Great inventory, but pretty soul-less