In Search of (Liquid) Water
by Phillip Dobson
Happy winter everyone! This is definitely my favorite time of year despite the fishing difficulties.
I attempted a little fishing the other day before the Solstice. The temperature had come up more than sixty degrees in three days, so I was hopeful when I headed over to the Big Hole.
I can honestly say that I didn't expect THAT much ice. Most of the river was frozen completely across. The areas that weren't solid featured dangerous ice shelves over deep water. I did find an accessible area that I fished for an hour or so. It was beautifully peaceful out on the river. The water was clear and shallow, and I unfortunately didn't see any fish.
Notch Bottom seemed like the most promising access area as it tends to be a little warmer. Drifted snow ended those plans, however. After half an hour of digging the truck out, I called it quits.
Time to play the waiting game until conditions improve. In the meantime, I'm going to play in the mountains.
Walk softly and carry a long stick. - Teddy Roosevelt (almost)
“The bitterness of poor quality remains long after the sweetness of low price is forgotten” – Benjamin Franklin
The hooks are sharp.
The coffee's hot.
The fish are slippery when wet.