
The text came in late Saturday.
“They put a bunch of trout in behind the WalMart.”
Now, I can appreciate how this string of words may trigger a good number of fly fishers reading this article. And I could certainly up my word count by marking each and every syntactical landmine. But for those with a more sensitive conscience: Just pass on this one and click on any of the hundreds of posts in which I wax poetically about native brook trout. Because today I’m talking about fishing for stocked trout behind a WalMart.
So while the lede might have some of you sputtering and frantically searching for the comments section, some may be excited at this prospective topic. It is awfully convenient if you want to get some shopping done and land a few fish, after all. But the true intended audience is that middle group who may be on the fence. You feel the tension. You are a little torn. This, then, is for you.
Because I want to talk about three reasons why I had a good afternoon catching a bunch of trout that they just put in behind the WalMart.









