With the snow piling up outside the window and a mountain of winter fly tying ahead, its a fitting moment to savor a flashback to the fall fishing crescendo from just a few weeks ago. With the crisp mornings and balmy afternoons of indian summer came the aggressive hits of autumn brown trout, staking out their turf and showing no quarter to intruders whether real or imitation. Enter flashy white minnow invading said airspace and Kasploosh! Dead to rights minnow, never had a chance.
Flies & Beer. Period.