Some years ago, while working as a newspaper journalist in the mountains of Colorado, I remember having an epiphany that I couldn’t help but include in a piece I did for the paper on fall fly fishing. At the time, we were enjoying a really nice Indian summer — we had a blustery start to September and then, as things are prone to do in the southern Rockies, those perfectly blue and cloudless skies came back, along with warm temperatures and that flawless golden hue that graces the aspens and the cottonwoods of the West every autumn.
October brook trout
by Chris Hunt - Saturday, Oct 5th, 2024