I liked what I felt weatherize when I left the college this afternoon. Sun felt warm and it finally appeared to resemble spring. I had my stuff in my truck so on the way home I decided to stop and give it a hard go. Conditions were perfect on the dropping tide but the only thing I didn't like was the gin-clear clarity. I prefer a touch more water and it a little off color.
Last week I said my first time with a fly rod in my hand was the shakedown trip but today was really it. I had my waders on and my feet in the water. Luckily I brought the ski pole and that saved me from surely would have been my first wipe out of the season. Put it 1-1/2 hours of pure bliss with the sun on my face and a river devoid of anyone or anything which including the fish.