With the forecast calling for warmer weather on Saturday, I resolved to go fishing. I had some morning commitments, and I knew I would get a late start, but there are some days that you cannot just pass up. By the time I finished my errands, it was already 1:30. After deciding the Deerfield and
‘The Dark Time Is Over’
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Fish Hard, Eat at A-OK Berkshire Barbeque
For my Sunday outing at the Deerfield (a write-up on Saturday here), I awoke absurdly early, mindful of how I had been shut out at Salmon River tribs when I didn’t get up early enough. I am a very early riser naturally, but some anglers are something else. Gunners. The paranoia was unwarranted. I didn’t
A Detour
I was really pumped to spend the weekend at the Salmon River. I had tied new flies, bought a switch rod, and loaded the car. My anticipation was stratospheric. Unfortunately, a few hours before waking up for the long drive, the powers-that-be unleashed high flows from the dam. I already was beyond the cancellation deadline