Early season Provo River brown.
Fatty! He had been eating sow bugs all winter, guaranteed!
Kohler with another nice Provo River brown.
Fatty! He had been eating sow bugs all winter, guaranteed!
Kohler with another nice Provo River brown.
I love fishing in the snow!
Its the middle of January now, and I can't help but think of the wonderful days that will soon start another magnificent year of fishing. I haven't stopped fishing during the winter, but I have slowed down about as much as the fish have: I only go out when my starvation (for fishing) drives me to brave the cold current to try and capture my prey that will somehow give me new life to help me endure until spring. Spring starts for me much earlier for me than for other people. By the middle of February there are enough 40 degree days popping up on the five-day forecast that push me out the house door and into the river. I can hardly wait!
Its the middle of January now, and I can't help but think of the wonderful days that will soon start another magnificent year of fishing. I haven't stopped fishing during the winter, but I have slowed down about as much as the fish have: I only go out when my starvation (for fishing) drives me to brave the cold current to try and capture my prey that will somehow give me new life to help me endure until spring. Spring starts for me much earlier for me than for other people. By the middle of February there are enough 40 degree days popping up on the five-day forecast that push me out the house door and into the river. I can hardly wait!