The Wisconsin state trout season opens early morning May 6, the first Saturday of May. (Same day as the Kentucky Derby).
Just so you know, preparations for the opening of the next trout season begin as soon as the season closes. Fishermen and particularly those who stand in streams waving a stick (fly fishermen) are a different lot.
Fly fishermen are ritualists in season or out. To some, it's an obsession or a religion. Remember, there really is no off season although the streams may be closed.
Catch and release is the order I follow. A trout is too beautiful a creature to catch just once. In my view, the fish always wins. Fly fishing is a state of mind for many of us.
As Thoreau said, some men go fishing all their lives and never realize it's not the fish they are after.
Fly fishermen spend their "off" season days (and some nights) in wistful contemplation of wetting a line, weaving tiny feathered lures, drooling over the latest carbon fiber fly rod, the latest large arbor reel, sorting gear, getting ready...too much to contemplate.
For the past 50 years, more or less, a group of us from all over the Midwest and the Far West have gathered on the banks of Wedde Creek near Coloma in Richford Township in Central Wisconsin, close by the Mecan River. In fact the creek flows into the Mecan, a trout stream of note.
I haven't been in the group that long but I know the fishers well and got a couple of them started in the sport.
Some opening days are sunny and summerlike, but there are just as many overcast and windy days. Rumors of snow are frequently discussed but I personally have never experienced snow in early May. Wool shirts and windbreakers have always been the uniform of the day.
The point of this note is to let readers know that the life of this heart transplant patient continues apace.
We just returned to Fargo (in time for two days of snow, which melted--thankfully--no shoveling required) from a snow-free several months in Arizona.
We left Mesa just as the cacti were beginning to bloom. No Africanized bee activity to report. A brush fire in one of six Maricopa County Parks, Usury Park, was burning but contained. It blackened the sky in the east valley and created a lot of smoke.
My fourth year "heart-iversary" is coming up in June.
Tight lines.*
*when a fish strikes, raising your rod tip until the line is tight, sets the hook and commences the battle. Hence, "tight lines" are devoutly to be wished.
My HeartMate II LVAD was a life saver. Established, April 2, 2010. The occasional entries for this blog were battery powered for 38 months. I owe continued life to the wonderful people at Thoratec, my cardiologists, Mayo Clinic surgeons, the University of Minnesota Fairview LVAD and transplant teams, and most importantly my caregiving family. On June 8, 2013, I was blessed with a heart transplant and now am no longer bionic. The journey of life continues.
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