Tailgates & Fishing
One of the things I enjoy is pulling the truck off the road next to a pretty trout stream, and rigging up my fly rod on the tailgate. The brush of wind in my face, the sound of the stream, and singing birds put me in a relaxed state while I prepare my gear. I use the time to transition into a patience mindset and remember how fortunate I am to be fly fishing this day. There should be a country song about rigging up a fly rod on your tailgate...that would be very cool. My plans were to fish a couple of mountain freestones. No hiking to remote waters, just easy to reach streams near the road. I call it gentleman fishing since I'm mostly on the bank and casting to fishy looking spots. The stream had no signs of trout life. Sure, there are plenty of brown trout calling this stream home, but they weren't coming out to play today. I turned to head back to the truck when rumbles of thunder were blasting through the sky along with sprinkles of rain just starting to hit my hat. The ...
