First Trout

Posted by on August 15, 2010

The Magic of My First Trout I grew up in Iowa fishing for catfish, bass, crappie andbullheads using some of the worst smelling baits you couldimagine. But my father loved to hunt and fish so I went along.On one summer vacation to Oklahoma, Dad stopped at the fishhatchery in Bennett Springs, MO. I can still remember standing on the bridge watching a flyfisherman gracefully cast a dry fly upstream to the base of thelittle dam feeding a pool by the hatchery. On the third cast, hehooked up with a nice fat to inch rainbow that leapt outthe water or times trying to throw the hook. The fisherman prevailed and slipped the rainbow into hisclassic wicker creel with the slot in the lid. Back in thosedays we ate a fish once in a while Turning to my father, Iasked what the fisherman was using for bait. Dad said, "He isusing an artificial fly and not bait." "Does it stink?", Iasked. Dad laughed and said "No." Right then I knew one day Iwould become a fly fisherma…
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