So I am on my way home from finishing errands
and i decide to go check out an old fishin spot for trout.
I'm changing Lures to something more appropriate
and then i heard a big ole diesel truck pull in.
I peek around the van thinking uh- oh i've got company.
NOPE!
it was the Stocking truck and the Brown trout they
were unloading were phenomenal ---2 years old FAT and
as wide or tall as Slipnots Hand
just seeing them in
the net which looked like it was about to break from the
sheer weight was just awesome.
I got to pick the Brain of the 2nd stocking truck guy while
the other guy guy marched back and forth doing the release.
I'll let them acclimate overnight but come Morning i know
where i'll be. Another guy came out of the woods just after
the truck left and i said "how'd ya do", he says to me" i saw
a couple of small rainbows down at the pool but thats about it".
I smiled with my new-found Knowledge and said: Good LUCK!
Grabbed a huge stash of newspapers to shred on the way Home
for my brown trout bait stash that's about to double again
knowing i've hit the mother load or will be soon
