We retreated back toward where we started and then headed upstream. At this point, I kind of had it in cruise control where I was still hitting holes with various presentations but paying a little more attention to the Driftless surroundings and letting my mind wonder a bit. I should have known better. All the sudden I feel a fast strike and see the glimpse of a good size trout rise toward the surface. As fast as I felt that strike is about as long as I felt I had him on. A little soft with the hook set, but that’s exactly what I deserve. Lesson for the day: always be ready; no matter how tough the day has been, you never know when the Big Boy will allow himself to fall victim. Even though this one wasn’t the Big Boy, it still would have been one of the largest of the winter season.
Yes, today was a tough day but it was also a good day. It’s days like these that I sometimes love most. They serve as a constant reminder of how little I know and how much I need to learn; never becoming satisfied with the current state and always treating each day as though I’m an intern trying to prove myself. To constantly be in a state of seeking something is a beautiful thing.
– Spirit Streams