As with a faint star in the night's sky, one can better understand fishing's allure by looking around it, off to the side, not right at it. -- Holly Morris

Two Brown Trout !

Quiet night fishing. at a local hole.  About 60 degrees out, a few bugs, but the rain held out.  Went to a small creek about 10 min from home. A good spot that the big guy frequents weekly.  #2 and #3 passed on the outing in lieu of the Celtics game. 

So this creek is in a small town park that has some hiking trails and backs up to a little league field.  In the past the land in the park was used for timber and then a pear and apple orchard.  The park is in a cute little hamlet. One of the main buildings in town across from the tiny post office has large storefront windows.  It appears to be a residence now, and has mannequin in the window that they dress up per whatever season it is. When my kids were little we would slow down by the “mannequin” house and see what she was dressed in for the day.  They still check her out when we drive by.  What a riot. 

While the big guy sets up for fishing, I took a hike on one of the trails.  Lots of dark, loamy soil, very wet from a soaking morning rain.  Tons of skunk cabbage starting to sprout up.  I see a mallard on the water.  Some pretty flowers on the trail.  We are the only ones at the park tonight.  Usually there are a few other fisherman trying their luck.    I finish my hike and the big guy tells me he got a small brown.  Then he gets another while I am watching.  But night is moving in so we call it a day and head back home.  (BTW, The mannequin has on a pretty flowered spring hat and outfit inspired by May Day, I’m sure !)

Keys to my blog

  The big guy :  My hubby
 #1 :  my oldest son
 #2 :  my middle son
 #3 : my youngest son
The spoiled brat : the family dog, which frequently gets more attention than this lady in pink waders....