Last week I wrote a post about cabin fever. Well, on Sunday I did brave the remaining snow and got out on some water to try for some trout. One of my friends, we'll call him "Spurky", from the PAanglers forum wanted to come down from the Harrisburg area to fish Valley Creek for some of its wild brownies, so I agreed to serve as guide for the day.
After sorting through a minor mix-up regarding the meet-up time, Spurky and I got on the water around 9:30 AM. Flows were good, luckily not too high considering all of the melting snow, and I did my best to try and point him in the right directions. Unfortunately, even after hitting about 7 or 8 spots that are usually productive, there was to be no interest in his spinners on this day. A few follows, but no takers.
I tried a little fishing myself and used a spinning rod as well instead of my tenkara flyrod. In retrospect I may have regretted this tact as we saw quite a few trout rising for a mini-hatch of some sort once it got a little warmer around noon. Basically we both struck out on the day...I guess I won't give up my day job to become a guide.
In the end, I'm fairly sure we both had a good time. There was a lot of good conversation - I learned a lot about Alaska from Spurky (he was stationed there for a while) and how good a fishergal his daughter is becoming. She's definitely the apple of his eye.
I'll tell you what though, I've had just about enough hiking through the snow for the time being. Three days later and I'm still all achy. I think the next time I talk myself into going fishing with about a foot or so of snow on the ground, I'm making like an Olympian and bringing the cross country skis instead of the waders!