Guess who caught his first trout of the year and first ever on a fly rod. Well if you guessed me, you’d be the April fool. I need more instruction! I had such a bad day out there. Whoever says a bad day fishing is better than a good day at work should come swimming with me in frigid water. 😬 But actually I still was glad to have time away from the house. I don’t get out much.
After I dried off this morning I tried a few other creeks. Black Creek in Esopus changed it’s name to white creek I believe. There was no way I was ready to fish those rapids. I drove by the Wallkill River and it was flooded along with the pumpkin farmer’s field. There was no use there either. I remember about ten years ago that farm got flooded during harvest and people were catching pumpkins with fishing nets. (I know that has nothing to do with my day. I just saw it as funny and sad at the same time.)
So I went back to Rondout were I was this morning. I had neoprene waders on this time and the water wasn’t nearly as cold. In fact it wasn’t bad at all. I was there about 30 minutes this time when my so called service dog Sadie decided to come in the water with me. As soon as she realized how cold it was she took off running toward the truck. I was parked on a busy road, so I got scared and called her back. She came but was shivering so bad that I had to get her into the truck and call it a day. There’s a lot of time between now and October when season ends. I’m not giving up.