Tuesday, April 15, 2014
Enough
Its been some time since I have completed an entry and I again with the thawing of the earth feel the need put something up. If anyone out there in internet land happens upon the page I hope you find something engaging, entertaining, irritating or inspiring. Entries are the life blood of any blog and I am attempting to create this as a log to my now growing children, but mostly for my own bemusement. It has been since August 2013....Far too long.
To be honest, fishing the waters of central Indiana seemed less-promising when I moved here a few years ago, but I have begun learning the ropes and finding my way around the often intimidating large and off-colored rivers with some successes. Having made the transition from “trout angler” to “angler” even if it was a less than seamless segue I now feel more well rounded on both fronts and able to pull fish from waters I would often have shuttered to wet a line in years prior. Maybe I had become spoiled by the clear, steep streams of the Appalachian range I would frequent but it pays to have options. It seems I have options. Fishing can be good here in Indiana, waters are surprisingly fertile with sometimes crazy large hatches, lots of crayfish and bait-fish and plague-like amounts of summer terrestrials: overall the fish seem pretty content and fat comparatively.
Appreciation is a key to happiness it seems and growing up here I did not have a full scope of what was available. Stay Grateful. It always seemed the fishing was better everywhere else even though pops did a good job helping to educate and support me in my fishing pursuits. Having moved around and tested the waters so to speak it seems things here are pretty not-bad in an ok way. I have rivers, creeks and ponds, some that fish great at times yet are bewildering at others and a tailwater that seems to always give up just enough of itself.
Enough- here are some pics of fish, flies and beer I love looking through blogs, journals, fishing reports and the like. So here goes. Fly boxes are loaded, the beer cooler is not-yet empty and I think it could be an alright year.
Hopefully sooner than later,
Stroker
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