About a month back, Jen and I made plans to go fishing with a friend of ours, Mister Hinz. It's been years since we'd gone out fishing together, but we were determined to fix that. And we did. Last weekend, everything went as planned and Friday after work, we were on the road to another adventure.
We got into town and checked in at the motel, where I got a quick run down on the fishing reports of the day (which were promising), and got the room number of where Mister Hinz was staying for the weekend. The three of us hooked up in the parking lot, and Mister Hinz had told us that he had already hit a spot and caught a couple of trout before we got there.
Excited to hear more, we headed off to the local burger joint for supper and to hear more about the local waters of the area. Typical of rural trout country, the establishment was adorned with local taxidermy of fish, furry things, and fowl. This was just what the doctor ordered!
She caught a couple more, and then finally I couldn't refrain from trying my hand at a trout I had been watching downstream of her this whole time. I tried my best sight fishing for the one nice sized trout, but after many last second refusals and several different flies, we moved on to another spot.
When the day was done, we had all caught several trout, and they all were scrappy fighters. We had a lot of fun. We also tried something new that I heard about and never done before, which was we did a rotation so that only one person was fishing at a time. And we stuck to that most of the time. It made it fun by keeping us close together and we all felt that we were a part of each take, miss, and landed fish.
We ended the day back at the same burger place were visited the night before to crush the well deserved appetite. Then went back to the hotel where Mister Hinz and I had a few refreshments and looked at a lot of fish porn that was on his digital camera from his past several trips of the year.
It was a great April Easter weekend and I am pumped to get back out on the river for more fun.