Whether you are a dogmatic Opening Day devotee or simply someone who appreciates the subtle changes in the weather, the shift from March to April is significant for trout anglers.
I’m a nostalgic aficionado of certain fly fishing rituals. Like cheap bamboo rods, there is no practical reason to pick up what many anglers did in the middle of the 20th century. But fly fishing isn’t particularly practical. Thus, we can go through the motions or we can even just wax eloquently about the good old days that we didn’t ever live through.
Today I’m sharing three posts from the archives. Two are all about the tradition of opening day. One focuses on the adventure of the drive. I like them, and I think you will too.
Read a preview of each piece, and find a link to the articles, below: