Spring at Strawberry

Yesterday Bow ventured out to hit what he hoped was the ice-off. Unfortunately, he was told the banks started to show last weekend during the Expo. Staying positive (just happy to be out) he tied on some Cutt Candy and went to work. Focusing on areas with high crayfish, weedy banks, and close ice, Bow was able to stick a 20" Cutt in the first ten minutes. Several hours passed, and he encountered nothing but high winds and heavy snow. He cast to one last spot and got a call from Rico. No sooner had he answered, his fly line decided to move left ten feet. Putting priorities in order, Bow pushed speaker, dropped the phone, and set the hook. A small Rainbow, but mentally a much needed fish. Noting the depth the last trout hit, Bow hucked it out and waited. Ten seconds passed and snap, there went fly and fish. Mentally, it's one thing to play a fish long enough to exaggerate his size, but something entirely different when you don't even get a chance to set the hook. The possible size of that fish will gnaw at Bow until he lands at least a 25 incher. Some lessons are learned the hard way, but next time he'll be packing the 15 lb. fluorocarbon.

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