Over the past few years I came to enjoy winter fishing - the solitude, the scenery, and the often productive bite. I became accustomed to spending upwards of thirty days on the water from December through March. This year my winter wanderings have been limited to Saturdays and Sundays, both if I'm lucky - neither if the weather takes a turn for the worse or if other interests take priority.
None the less, I've been getting out a bit - I hope that you have too.
|"The East" has been a staple for me this winter.|
|The upper Madison, and a shot at winter risers.|
|We covered some water - Reynolds to $3.|
|Love it or hate it, pink produces.|
|Some of those "other interests" I spoke of.|