In my mom’s garage, I found the old 5’3″ Fenwick Fenglass fly rod I’ve had for a million years…complete with a small pink indicator and a tattered old Hare’s Ear nymph still tied on.
As a kid, I loved that short little fly rod because l could make regular, overhand casts even in tight cover. You’d never win a long range casting competition with it, but the Fenglass is great inside 20 feet.
Trout aren’t the only critters that call the creek home. I spotted a couple small bass, a school of suckers, some bluegill and some of my favorite green sunfish. The squaws, however, are the wiliest of them all and were always difficult to catch as a kid. Maybe it’s those big ol’ eyes that make me so tough to fool!