I knew pickings might be slim. While some trout can be found year-round in the river section I chose to hit, it’s pretty stocking dependent, and this year’s first spring stocking hasn’t happened yet — although it should be very soon!
I wasn’t too worried about catching prospects. Days are finally long enough to allow for quick after-work outings, the weather was good, and no one needed an afternoon ride anywhere. I was glad to be going fishing, and a near-home spot with quick and easy bank access seemed like the best plan.
Of course the afternoon’s start falsely elevated my hopes. I made my first cast to the far bank, beneath a bridge, and a fish bit almost immediately. Not long after I was admiring and then releasing a beautiful brown trout.
I fired back to the same spot to no avail and then proceeded to work that spot and another nearby thoroughly before moving to another access area.
To shorten the story, I ended up hooking one more brown trout at the other spot and get it almost to the rod tip before it got off. That was it, though. Zero other fish caught, strikes detected or followers seen.
Oh well. One fish beats no fish, and even no fish beats staying home and only wondering what the fishing would have been like!
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