You know your momentum is waning when you have a decent fishing trip with some good-sized trout landed, and it still takes you a month to blog about it.
Case in point: On a not so recent trip I took back to reno for a friends wedding I managed to get a day for myself to hit the truckee with my friend Tom. It was pretty cold and overcast and the fishing was slow to say the least. But we found some players, and true to my past experience with winter fish on this river, all of them were pretty much in the 18-20" range and hefty.
The biggest fish of the day for me was a football of a trout that measured out at 22 inches and made me think of those big spotty Alaska rainbows that I've only seen in magazines. It made me feel like a little kid on Christmas morning.
'til next time.