Inspired by something said at last night’s board meeting, I struck out to explore a new piece of water put under easement by Dane County. It runs through one of the most picturesque valleys in southern Wisconsin—tall tree-studded bluffs, small farms tucked in among the natural landscape, cows, that sort of stuff—and I’ve been meaning to throw some flies here for a while.
The cool weather has reinvigorated my fishing spirit, as well. There’s something about a cold morning, gray skies, and layers of flannel, that go along well with trout on the line. I began daydreaming streamside, but a violent slash at my streamer soon woke me up. Even the fish must be dreaming of something greater: here was a sunfish who thought itself a big brown.
I also came across a fine specimen of the North American Stickfish with a few hitchhikers. I found it a good omen for dry flies next Spring.
The stream looks ideal for big fish: deep holes, undercut banks, lots of woody structure. Perhaps next time I’ll have a chance to meet more of the locals.