
Last season seemed to start slow and end prematurely in a blur. Weather, delays, and excuses translated into time on the water lost in the early season. Indeed, I went nearly fishless in the usualy good month of March in 2009. Welcoming a new puppy to the house in August claimed most of the time I'd have otherwise spent fishing late-season isos and caddis. I DID manage to make up for some of that time lost by getting to Erie for steelhead a few times more than I'd planned, but overall, I'd missed alot of my favorite fishing.
This year, I'm determined to do it right.
Rather than deciding where to go as I get in the car,...