Not Quite There...............

 Hit the water before daybreak yesterday morning. The turbidity of the water wasn't quite where you want it but it was on its way down. The crisp 37 degree air temps this morning put a slight hovering mist over the water as the sun moved upward over the horizon. Today was the first morning that my old fingers felt the sting of the cold as they palmed the cold black metal of the reel.

There wasn't much competition on the stream early and it felt good to be in ones element without  hoards of others storming the water. I managed a coupled of decent fish but that was it. As I fought  one fish a father and his teenage son walked by and observed me bringing in the catch. He commented that it was a nice fish and went on his way. Ahhh finally at peace again. Ummm maybe not so much, as my head turned to my left his teenage son/ twenty something with fly rod in hand low holed me and took up residence in my tail out where I just caught the fish. I could have got angry, I could have used it as a teaching moment but that is his father's job. I decided just to take a deep breath and move on there was light pressure today and 50 other places I could fish on the flow.

Until later.............