Tag: rainbow trout
A brief encounter
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I’m in the middle of a stolen moment and fishing on the side of the road as I slowly make my way back home. I’ve been staring at this run for years, but have never fished in. But today I have the time. A pickup comes down the road, hauling…
Hoot owl blues
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I’d been here before. This exact same pool, the exact same fish, and the exact same feeling – “Just let me catch this fish before I call it a day… please?”. The difference was that the last time, I stopped fishing because it was time to call it a day.…
Beavers, brook trout, and bow casts
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There are two things that I don’t normally enjoy – early-season fishing and showing people my spots. Today I was doing both. To be fair, I wasn’t really showing someone my spots. I was fishing with another human, something that rarely happens. And, if I’m being really honest, these weren’t…
The indicator hatch
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I don’t normally count how many fish I catch and today was no different. I was, however, keenly aware of the fact that I was catching fish every few casts, while my brother hadn’t had so much as a whiff of interest. This never happened. My brother was a meticulous…
Looking for trout on Turkey Day
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“Catch anything?” I called out to the guy fishing down the creek behind me. I’d popped over to one of my usual spots to kill a bit of time while the turkey was cooking. I knew I’d see someone on the creek today, but hadn’t expected to find someone perched…
The same river twice
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“Having any luck?” the man asked. “I’ve managed to get into some trout,” I replied. “How about yourself, any luck?” “A few fly poops,” he said. “Nothing much more than that.” I had been watching the man sift through the dirt at the side of the river for a while…
A Creek of One’s Own
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When I was about 12 years old, my best friend’s dad bought a house on the opposite end of the island we were living on at the time. When I asked him why his dad had bought the place–they already had three places that I knew about–he told me that…
Chasing Rumours
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The fishing season is winding down and, as tends to happen, my thoughts are drawn to the year’s fishing. As I’ve talked about in the past, it was a bit of a funny year. Forest fires, courses, backcountry closures, smoke and everything you can think of made getting out on…
The Road Block
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Exploring, and the activities that go along with it like fishing, is a funny thing. You can plan and plan and plan out your trek to the Nth degree, cover every square inch of the area you’re in with your map book, Google Maps and prior knowledge and still not…
A Fish 12 Months in the Catching
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About five kilometers north of where you’re staying, you’ll see a large rock that looks like a house. People have painted a door and a window on it. There’s even a satellite dish. Stop there. Fish downriver. Don’t go upriver. The water is only three inches deep for a mile.…