Image via WikipediaIt’s so weird that the weather can be so nice during the week, until quitting time Friday and then the weather turns nasty. I have to blame the weather man, I think he has week days off.
It was early season for brook trout and the weather does change frequently here but we were still going, even if it was to snow. It wouldn’t be the first time we had to fish in a snow storm. It was later enough into spring that we really didn’t expect snow.
We could have gone brook fishing instead. I think that would have helped with fighting the wind as the trout brooks we fish are usually surrounded by trees, giving the trout some protection as well as the fishers, like me.
Kerry had come down from Fredericton the night before so we could get an early start Saturday morning. It looked like maybe the weather guy was wrong, again. There wasn’t a cloud in the sky as we leaving.
We had packed everything the night before, well everything except our rain gear. Not sure what happened there.
We were well on our way when the clouds started rolling in, dark heavy looking clouds and that’s when I remembered exactly where my rain gear was. We decided to wait at Sussex New Brunswick for a store to open so we could get a couple of panchos for the day.
To make a long story short we had a great day of fishing even though we only got a couple of hours in before it was so windy we couldn’t use our fly rods and went back to the car to switch to spinning rods.
Normally on a day like this we would have gone home or sat in the vehicle hoping it would get better but this day the fish were biting on every cast. I am sure I could have cast into the bush and a brook trout would have found it.
The wind had torn my pancho, literally to ribbons, and eventually the wind ripped it right off and it was gone with the wind. I was soaked through and through and shivering like I was on a vibrator but I wasn’t about to quit fishing, not a chance.
