Spring Opener.."Third Generation Fanatic"

The Looking Glass...Wisconsin Spring Opener

Remember… waking at O-dark-thirty ensuring first water on your favorite stretch of stream or lake. A misty fog hovering just a few feet over the water as the boat effortlessly cuts through. The call of a loon or the drumming of Ruffed Grouse, maybe Geese over head on their annual migration. The song of a whippoorwill. The smell of water lilies in bloom or wild flowers on the bank of your favorite stream. Anticipation of the hook-up, the fight, the release, an image in the minds eye of many fish below us as they stealth through the water in absolute silence. Oblivious to our world, as we are to theirs. Examining the conditions of one cast or presentation that produced fish, and wondering why the 100+ previous did not. The numbing cold of early Spring and late Fall on the Steelhead Rivers. Fingers numb with cold, leaving them unable to manage a simple leader knot. Chipping ice off your fly rod eyelets after every cast, and saying to your self “God ! I love this” and really meaning it…
These are just a few the fishing memories I carry with me. I learned early in life that fishing is much more than just spending time on the water… It’s for me , the whole experience nature, camaraderie amongst friends and relatives or watching your children catch their first fish... Yes, I’m a Fishing fanatic…. Please share your trout season openers with us.