The weather isn’t always bad! Anthony with a nice Chrome.
to battle a bunch more. As we drove home, the smile
never came off of my face. Fly fishing for me would
never be the same.
I live about 4.5 hours from Pulaski, N.Y. where the
Salmon River is located. It is one of the major tributaries
of Lake Ontario. Usually we leave around 1:30 am, and
get there well before legal fishing time. A quick stop
to get something to eat, we gear up in the dark, and
walk through the darkness. Sometimes it’s in below
freezing temperatures, rain, sleet, a couple of feet of
snow, or just under the light of the moon, just to get the
prime spots we want to fish. Usually, we wait for over
an hour on the bank, talking about what lies ahead, or
Finally!
After some tough
losses, Nick won!
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sometimes just sitting with the sound of the river. One
half hour before sunrise, legal fishing time, the banks
come alive with fishermen and women casting with the
hopes of landing the mighty steelhead.
As the day goes on, the slee p deprivation begins to
kick in, soreness sets into your back, legs and arms.
The worse the weather, usually the better the fishing.
There have been times where I fished in sunshine, rain,
sleet, lake effect snow, comfortable and almost freezing
temperatures, all in the same day! The coldest day I
fished in was minus one degree Fahrenheit. Frozen
feet start to set in, you don’t want to get out of the water
because you might be in a great hole and you don’t