Sat 2/15:
Headed out to the bitter cold after the big temp drop. Bounced around a bit, with absolutely nothing to show for it. Was going to be a day that you had to work for them. I settled on a stretch of water I hadn't hit in a while. I ended up fishing and hiking for a bit, when I came to a pool and saw a few rainbows mulling around. I presented various lures to no avail. Finally, I found a jig they wanted and I hooked my first fish of the day. I only had him on for a few seconds before he spit the hook, and my jig ended up in a tree. In frustration, I yanked back and to my horror the rod broke right above the first guide. Great. I'm 25min from the car, with a broken rod, and I finally found fish. Well, I guess I'd just have to make due. I managed to be able to make some short casts and began drifting lures through the pool. After a few casts, I hooked up on the stump of a rod and landed a decent bow.
I had one more spot I wanted to hit, so I put my ultralight on a heavier rod I had in the car and tried another pool. It paid off with a nice 21 inch bow.
Sun 2/16:
Hit a spot in PA. Was quality over quantity, but I'll take it!
