About noon today, I couldn’t stand it any longer, had to fish for something, anything. So out to Foster I went and figured I could stand the cold wind for a couple hours at least. I wasn’t the only one who braved the chill. There were several others fishing off the pier and the shoreline. It started off kind of slow. After 45 minutes into it, I finally caught my first trout. Ended up catching 6 total. Five of them went over 16 inches and one of them I figured was close to pushing three pounds. Kept a nice 12 incher for dinner. I used my old standby, a Flicktail and tipped it with waxies.
When I left for home, I thought to myself, probably the next time I pass by Foster, it’ll be covered with ice.
November 7, 2004 at 10:18 pm
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