3 days, 2 notorious tailwaters, 1 solo mission. For reasons mostly unknown, there's something extremely captivating to me about fishing in the winter. Empty rivers, silent valley's and thermoses full of hot coffee are a few that do come to mind however. Luckily, in addition to dealing with wind chills as low as -10°, frostbitten finger tips, and having to break ice off your guides every other cast, there are definitely trouts to be had in the cold short days. Apparently if you mix the right amount of stupidity with the correct amount of stubbornness and even less luck, you can actually bring a few fish to the net. Nothing quite like battling the elements though, to quickly bring things back into perspective.

“If people don't occasionally walk away from you shaking their heads, you're doing something wrong.”
~ John Gierach

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